Manzhu was defeated, and defeated cleanly! On the high platform in the east, everyone in the Sheng Dynasty watched this scene bitterly and helplessly.
They know that if Manzhu loses, their Sheng Dynasty will basically be out of business. Who else will be Yue Li's opponent?
"Sect Master! Are you okay?"
Qiuyue and the left and right guardians of the Evil Demon Sect rushed out and helped up the injured Manzhu. After discovering the latter's injury, their faces were a little ugly.
Manzhu's injuries could be considered serious. Her sternum was sunken, her internal organs were severely damaged, and there was even heavy bleeding.
If Manzhu hadn't been strong enough and the spiritual power in her body had not enveloped her internal organs, her life would have been in danger.
After all, Yue Li was very strong, and he didn't hold back at all with that blow.
"Is there anyone else who wants to go to the Holy Palace?"
When Manzhu was brought back to the high platform, Yue Li landed on the ring like a dancing butterfly, raised her white and slender neck, and looked at the high platform where Sheng Chao was sitting with a hint of provocation.
Shengsheng looked aggrieved towards everyone, but at the same time, everyone was also very afraid.
Manzhu was easily defeated by this Yue Li, and the latter's imperial domain was very strange, so no one on their side could really be his opponent.
"Since there is no one in your holy court to fight, then admit defeat! You will save yourself the embarrassment here!"
Yue Li was like a proud little peacock, raising her chin and speaking proudly.
These words angered everyone in the Holy Court. Even the people watching around the square were furious, and some even started to curse.
But more people turned their attention to the high platform to the east, expressing hope that the Holy Dynasty would send more powerful experts to deal with the arrogant Yue Li.
"Your Majesty! I'm sorry, I failed you!"
Manzhu returned to the high platform and said to Zhao Ziye with some shame.
Zhao Ziye sighed softly and said softly: "Master Manzhu, you have done a great job. You defeated Shou Yuyu and Hongfu in a row and saved a lot of face for our holy dynasty!"
"Then what happens next..." Manzhu glanced at Yue Li, who was standing on the ring like a proud peacock, but hesitated to speak.
"Leave it to me! I can still fight and try to consume Yue Li's strength as much as possible, and then it will be up to you, Your Majesty, to fight in person!"
Ying Hong came out of the queue with a solemn expression.
Although he was defeated in the first battle, he was not seriously injured. During this time, he took precious healing elixirs, and the injuries in his body were basically healed.
According to this regulation, there is no limit on the number of people in the Holy Dynasty. Although Ying Hong lost, as long as he can still fight, he can still win. This can be regarded as a small advantage for the Holy Dynasty in this genius conference.
Zhao Ziye looked at his third brother, patted the latter on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Third brother! You must be careful. Once you are no longer able to defeat him, you will admit defeat immediately! Safety is the most important thing now, you know?"
Ying Hong smiled heartily and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I know it!"
Saying that, Ying Hong stepped forward and rushed towards the ring. Before anyone arrived, a voice like thunder arrived: "Holy to Ying Hong, let's fight again!"
Yue Li glanced at Ying Hong, who was on the opposite side, frowned and said, "You are not even a match for Shou Yuyu, why are you here looking for death?"
Ying Hong sneered and said: "That's not necessarily true. Different martial arts are incompatible with each other. I think my martial arts can restrain your martial arts, so I'll give it a try."
Yue Li's heart was like a mirror, and she understood Ying Hong's purpose, and sneered: "Since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you!"
Saying that, Yue Li instantly unfolded the imperial domain and wrapped it around the arena, and she disappeared from the spot like a white thunderbolt, crossing towards Ying Hong.
Ying Hong's face was solemn, and he immediately spread his body skills to avoid it.
In the blink of an eye, Yue Li appeared where Ying Hong had been. Seeing the latter retreating away, she snorted coldly, stepped on her foot, bent her body in mid-air, and continued to rush towards Ying Hong.
The two of them chased each other and ran away, spinning around the ring.
Although Ying Hongyuan was not Yue Li's opponent, his physical skills were very good, and once he entered the ring, he was determined not to fight Yue Li head-on.
For a moment, Yue Li was unable to do anything to Ying Hong. After all, he was also a Martial Emperor. It would be difficult for her to defeat a strong Martial Emperor who wanted to escape.
"Are you just going to run away?
Now that we’re all in the ring, let’s fight head-on!”
After burning the incense, Yue Li saw that there was nothing he could do to Ying Hong, and he became a little out of breath, his chest kept rising and falling, and he was panting.
Ying Hong remained silent and distanced himself from Yue Li to prevent her from getting close to fight with him.
What Yue Li said was correct. He was not even Shou Yuyu's opponent. If he faced Yue Li head-on, he would definitely lose.
Since his purpose is to consume Yue Li, there is no need to stupidly rush up to confront him head-on. This is simply asking for abuse.
"The rules in the arena don't say that you have to fight head-on, do they?
If you have the ability, then catch up with me!"
Ying Hong said calmly.
Yue Li sneered and said: "My physical skills are indeed not as good as yours, but you have also fallen into my trap! Now, it's time to close the net!"
Hearing this, Ying Hong's pupils shrank, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his mind.
Then, from the shadow under his feet, a moon blade rushed out silently, slashing towards his body from bottom to top, trying to cut him in two.
Ying Hong stepped on the sole of his foot and quickly retreated backwards, but he was still a step slower. The speed of this moon blade was more than a step faster than him.
Poof! Ying Hong's right arm was cut off at shoulder level, and blood spurted out, spreading all over the arena.
"ah!"
Ying Hong covered the wound on his right arm, let out a painful scream, and stepped back.
But before he could react, a terrifying strong wind hit him in front of him.
Yue Li moved, and he came closer, his jade hands turned into palms, turning into palm shadows, roaring on Ying Hong's body like a violent storm.
Bang bang bang! Ying Hong flew out as if he was hit hard and fell heavily under the ring.
Zhao Ziye and Cang Hongshen's expressions changed drastically. They rushed out immediately and helped Ying Hong up.
After checking the injuries, Zhao Ziye's eyes were extremely red, and even Cang Hongshen's face was as dark as the sea, and he could faintly see the anger he was trying to hide.
Ying Hong's sternum and ribs were almost completely shattered, and his internal organs were severely damaged, especially his Dantian. If Yue Li had struck harder, Ying Hong's Dantian would have been destroyed.
This injury is extremely serious, and I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover.
It can be said that Yue Li showed no mercy at all.
"You're going too far! Ying Hong is a descendant of my royal family. Are you going to destroy him so that he can't practice martial arts in the future?"
Zhao Ziye was completely out of anger and questioned Yue Li.
Yue Li looked coldly and said: "Your Majesty! Don't be slanderous! I have shown mercy. Otherwise, Ying Hong's cultivation will be ruined. Don't push yourself too far!"