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Chapter 47: Stop fighting, I admit defeat

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Listening to Li Xiuran's words of being a little sensible when he got a cheaper price, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out around him.

Xu Feng's expression became a little gloomy in an instant. He shook his arms and walked away with his sleeves.

I really have no shame to stay any longer.

Suddenly, a figure jumped onto the ring, looked at Li Xiuran with bright eyes, and bowed: "I'm going down Yuan Haojiang, I feel a little itchy when I see it. Can I ask for some advice?"

"Li Xiuran, it's okay to ask for advice, but we have to make ten points of merit as the lottery." Li Xiuran looked at him and replied with a smile.

Wu Rui was solved with one punch, and his strength was basically not consumed.

After listening to Cui Sheng’s introduction just now, he realized the importance of merit points. Since he had the chance, he didn’t mind fighting another game and winning more merit points.

"No problem, then I'll ask for advice!"

Yuan Haojiang laughed, then took a step forward, and raised his right palm at the same time. A sharp wave quickly gathered in his hand and slapped Li Xiuran hard.

Li Xiuran dodged and at the same time restrained her smile. With Wu Rui's lesson just now, Yuan Haojiang did not look down on him at all. He showed his true strength when he came up. He also became solemnly and fought with him.

Everyone around them also cheered up and defeated Wu Rui with one punch. Now everyone has no slightest slightest slightest scrutiny of Li Xiuran's strength and is even more looking forward to this battle.

Cui Sheng was also staring at the field, and asked Yang Wenxin next to him: "Who do you think can win?"

"I don't know, but since he dares to agree, he should be somewhat sure." Yang Wenxin looked at the field, remembering the scene where Wu Rui was defeated with one punch, and inexplicably more confidence in Li Xiuran.

Cui Sheng glanced at him: "Are you very confident in him? But Yuan Haojiang's strength is stronger than Wu Rui, and it is not easy for him to win."

"Then let's wait and see." Yang Wen didn't look squinting.

"Crushing the mountain palm!"

On the ring, Yuan Haojiang shouted loudly, flew his right finger and quickly pinched out a seal. A spiritual palm was suddenly formed in his hand, and then slapped Li Xiuran suddenly.

The moment the palm print left his hand, it quickly magnified. In a blink of an eye, it turned from the size of a palm to more than one person's height, completely covering Li Xiuran under the palm print, and a dangerous aura also spread out from the palm print.

Li Xiuran's face suddenly became solemn. Without any hesitation, he directly pulled out the sword he had just received, and at the same time mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body. Through his right hand, he frantically poured into the blade. Then he faced the palm print and slashed out with one knife, shouting in his heart:

"Splitting the Sky Slash!"

His strength was not as strong as the other party, and the other party obviously used his trump card. Li Xiuran also decisively took out his strongest attack, and with the blessing of the Blood Demon Sacrifice, his power surged again.

The sword body, which was originally introverted, suddenly shone brightly. Under the infusion of a large amount of spiritual energy, a golden flame seemed to ignite on the sword body, and the space was a little distorted. As it gradually fell, the momentum was still rising, and finally it slashed hard on the palm print.

The originally huge and fierce palm print was slashed with one knife, and it failed to stop the blade from falling at all, and continued to slash towards Yuan Haojiang.

Yuan Haojiang's face changed drastically. Looking at the golden blade that quickly enlarged in front of him, a hurriedly shouted: "Stop! I won't beat you anymore, I will admit defeat!"

"brush!"

The blade barely stopped in front of Yuan Haojiang, and the strong wind he carried blew his hair into a flying blow.

Yuan Haojiang shrank his neck, raised his hand and pushed the knife carefully, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "Just let's talk, is it as for the life-threatening thing?"

Li Xiuran held his sword and stood up, gasping for breath. The cracked air slash was already quite exhausted, and he also activated the Blood Demon Sacrifice. After this sword, he couldn't stand it and said with a dry smile: "The strength is not as good as you, if you want to win, you can only do your best."

Yuan Haojiang smiled bitterly and said, "You are not as good as me. It should be because I am not as good as others. I am willing to give up the disadvantage."

"I really won!" Cui Sheng murmured from the audience, unable to hide his astonishment on his face, and was a little unbelievable. However, Li Xiuran from Kaiyuan Realm actually really defeated Yuan Haojiang.

And this time, we didn’t take any tricks, but fought head-on and won with our strong strength.

Next to him, Yang Wenxin was also a little surprised. Although he was a little confident in Li Xiuran, he really won, and it was still so clean that it was a little beyond his expectations. There was a little more scrutiny and confusion in his eyes when he looked at Li Xiuran.

My new subordinate always seems to bring surprises to me.

"hiss……"

"I really won?"

"What kind of sword technique was that just now? It's so amazing!"

The onlookers also burst into an uproar.

At this time, at the entrance of the arena, several figures stepped in, all dressed in the Demon Suppression System. One of them was in his twenties, with a strong figure, a white face, a beardless look in his eyes, a little thin lips, and a little mean look. He was ruthless, and was rude by the stars around him, obviously he was led by him.

Looking at the people who were discussing around the ring, he raised his eyebrows, pulled someone over and asked, "What's the matter, so lively?"

"Oh, Brother Yan, you missed a wonderful showdown. A newcomer came to Sili. His cultivation level was only at the peak of Kaiyuan Realm, but he defeated Wu Rui and Yuan Haojiang one after another. It was so powerful that you would see it after you came earlier."

"Can Kaiyuan Realm beat Wu Rui and Yuan Haojiang? That's really a bit capable." Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the ring, and said, "Is it him? What's his name?"

"Yes, it's him, what's the name?"

"Li Xiuran." Someone next to him told me.

The man immediately said, "Yes, yes, what he just said was Li Xiuran."

"Li Xiuran?" Yan Cheng's face froze, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Xiuran on the ring again. A cold light suddenly surged deep in his eyes.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. This is my waist card, and I will give you the merit points."

On the ring, Yuan Haojiang took out his waist sign and handed it to Li Xiuran.

"What should I do this...?" Li Xiuran was confused.

"I almost forgot. You just came here. It's very simple. I can delve into the waist card. I can add or subtract the merit points with just one thought. That's it." Yuan Haojiang patted his forehead, said and demonstrated it to him, touching his waist card with Li Xiuran's waist card, and the numbers on his waist card were instantly reduced by ten.

The number above Li Xiuran's waist card instantly became twenty.

Tsk, it's quite advanced... Li Xiuran smacked her lips: "Thank you, Brother Yuan, I want to have a conversation next time, so I can come to me at any time."

"Haha, let's talk about it when I break through, let's go." Yuan Haojiang curled his lips and jumped off the ring.

Li Xiuran smiled and was about to follow him when a figure suddenly jumped onto the ring again.
Chapter completed!
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