The huge school ground was silent, no one spoke, because everyone's throats seemed to be blocked by something. They all looked at the battlefield with wide eyes and horrified faces.
On the fighting platform, Tang Feng's breath was sluggish, he was panting heavily, and big beads of sweat kept flowing down his face.
This time, his complexion looked even paler, haggard and weak. It was obvious that using the Golden Dragon Fist mark twice in succession had taken a greater toll on him, to the point where he was almost at the end of his rope.
Fortunately, Blood Thirteen was even more embarrassed. At this moment, he was like a dead dog, falling motionless to the ground, and his originally flushed face returned to its previous sickly paleness.
It seems that the blood-sucking protoss' so-called blood seal-breaking technique, although it can greatly improve one's own strength in a short period of time, does not last long.
After a long while, a commotion broke out in the audience, and someone exclaimed: "I can't believe it. I thought Blood Thirteen was going to win, but it seems that the Chinese Dragon Thorn is even better in the end!"
Many people nodded in agreement: "Yes, the last move of the Chinese Dragon Thorn is really powerful. No matter how strong Blood Thirteen is, it will never be imagined."
The hanging hearts of Zhan Kuang and others finally relaxed, and they exhaled slightly: "It seems that our boss is going to win the championship in this battle between kings of soldiers."
Su Feihu and others also sighed: "Dragon Thorn Soldier King is indeed the number one soldier king in China, and also the number one soldier king in the world!"
Sima Fei suddenly said in a cold voice: "First Soldier King, I'm afraid it's too early to tell now!"
The White Elephant King immediately said: "What do you mean? Do you mean that Blood Thirteen has not been defeated yet, so he can fight again?"
Sima Fei frowned tightly and said in a deep voice: "The vampire gods are very mysterious. As long as his energy and blood are not completely immersed, he cannot easily lose!"
Su Feihu and others were all speechless after hearing this.
Tang Feng seemed to know this as well. Although Xue Shisan fell to the ground motionless, there was no sign of relaxation on his face.
He could feel that the qi and blood in Xue Shisan's body were still strong and hot!
Not long after he fell, the referee started counting. As long as the count reaches ten and the fallen Bachelor Shan has not stood up, it means the game is over.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
…
"six!"
As the referee shouted loudly, the nerves of everyone in the audience became tense a little bit. However, when the referee counted to seven, Blood Thirteen moved.
When he counted to eight, his man suddenly jumped up and immediately stood up.
On the European side, many other Western countries immediately cheered when they saw this.
"You see, I've said it a long time ago, Blood Thirteen can never be defeated, he is definitely the strongest!"
"I can't believe that Blood Thirteen can still stand up and withstand the strongest blow from the Chinese Dragon Thorn. He can still stand up. It's incredible!"
Seeing this, Tokugawa Ichiro tightened the split knife in his hand and gritted his teeth: "If nothing happens, this Chinese boy will be defeated!"
Compared with the joy and excitement in the West, the situation in the East of China is gloomy and gloomy.
"This is terrible. Dragon Thorn has already used his most powerful trick, and looking at him now, he is obviously at the end of his rope and it will be difficult for him to use any more tricks!"
"We were defeated. I didn't expect that Dragon Thorn, who was as powerful as China's No. 1 Soldier King, was no match for Blood Thirteen from Europe!"
Bloody Thirteen pointed at his waist, then slowly wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then grinned and said jokingly: "Dragon Thorn boy, are you surprised?"
Although Tang Feng's breath gradually subsided, his whole body was still pale and weak, and his whole body even felt a little sore, because his body had been overloaded by the continuous use of Dragon Fist just now.
He nodded: "I really can't think of it."
Blood Thirteen suddenly snorted coldly: "There are many things you can't think of!"
After he finished speaking, his hands formed a strange seal again: "Open the second level blood ban!"
In an instant, there was a bang, and his black robe suddenly surged, his breath was blowing like a strong wind, his white face turned red again, veins like centipedes popped out, his scarlet eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body
It looks strange and ferocious, ferocious and terrifying.
The moment the blood ban was released, Blood Thirteen's aura surged, even more powerful than before!
"The second level of blood ban, I didn't expect this guy Xue Thirteen to be able to open the second level of blood ban. He is simply a monster!" A white-haired old general from Europe murmured.
When everyone in the audience saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they all exclaimed: "Now, I am afraid there is no suspense anymore. When the first blood ban was imposed, Blood Thirteen could break Dragon Fist. Now that the second blood ban has been broken,
More powerful!"
"Chinese Dragon Thorn will definitely be defeated!"
Tang Feng's expression was extremely serious. He didn't say anything. He immediately bowed his knees and sank down on his horse, concentrating on alert.
Seeing him like this, Blood Thirteen couldn't help but sneered: "Chinese Dragon Thorn, I can give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to admit defeat in front of the whole world, I won't kill you first!"
Tang Feng was silent.
Yinlong suddenly shouted from the other side of the podium: "Long Ci, don't forget what I just said to you before taking the stage!"
The old general in the imperial capital also followed suit: "Don't forget, this is our order!"
Of course Tang Feng has not forgotten it, but he cannot forget the soul of a soldier, the pride of a soldier, the honor and disgrace of China. He slowly turned his head, glanced at Yinlong and others, and then fixed his gaze on the flying Chinese flag in the center.
superior.
"Today, even if I die, I will never lose face under the national flag, and I will never let China suffer shame, because I am a soldier, a Chinese soldier!"
A true soldier of China, even if he dies standing, can never survive on his knees!
Blood Thirteen looked at him and said word by word: "Are you really going to kneel down and admit defeat?"
Tang Feng gritted his steel teeth: "You may be able to defeat me, but you will never make me admit defeat!"
"good!"
As soon as the word "good" came out of his mouth, the man in Blood Thirteen moved, like a fashion passing through the sky. He came to Tang Feng in an instant and punched him.
The punch was majestic, roaring through the air, and Tang Feng was knocked out by the punch just as he moved, and fell heavily to the ground.
He suddenly turned over and stood up. Blood Thirteen came at him again and punched him again.
Tang Feng originally wanted to dodge, but after the opponent activated the second level of blood ban, both his strength and speed were much faster than before, and he could not avoid it at all.
There was another bang, and Tang Feng fell to the ground again, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Do you admit defeat?" Blood Thirteen's eyes were filled with blood.
"Absolutely impossible!" Tang Feng staggered and was about to get up again.
But before he could stand still, Xue Shisan punched his chin, and the whole person immediately fell on his back.
Blood Thirteen punched him again, hitting him heavily in the abdomen.
puff……
Tang Feng opened his mouth, a blood arrow spurted out, and he fell to the ground.
