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Chapter 1970 Onslaught

At this moment, Mei Changlin smiled and looked confident on the rostrum.

Mu Ning, who was beside him, looked at Mei Changlin, then turned his head and looked at Chen Fei on the ring. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently buckled the table with his fingers.

Then, Muningbian stood up on the pretext of an excuse and left the rostrum directly.

In everyone's eyes, these changes seem to be nothing unusual.

At this time, Chen Fei on the ring also thought of something, looked down at the position where he was attacked, then looked at Shirakawa, looking surprised, and said, "You have been attacking my spleen, aren't you?

you--"

Hearing this, Shirakawa showed a grim smile on his lips, and the corners of his mouth moved, and he whispered: "Is the person surnamed Chen? Do you think your spleen is injured and it takes eight days to recover? Can you hide it?"

"You actually-" Chen Fei looked extremely surprised.

Shirakawa became more and more proud, and his offensive became more and more fierce. He launched fierce attacks on Chen Fei's spleen position, "The surname is Chen, you are not my opponent."

"Now beg for mercy and surrender, and give Situ Kong's whereabouts. I can take advantage of you." Baichuan stared at Chen Fei and said.

Chen Fei frowned, but did not respond, but tried hard to resist Shirakawa's attack.

Seeing this, Shirakawa sneered, revealing anger, and said in a deep voice: "Things that are ungrateful!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp aura condensed from Shirakawa's hand, and with a terrifying attack, he attacked Chen Fei's spleen fiercely.

Just when everyone thought Chen Fei was going to dodge hard, Chen Fei, who had been hit by defense, suddenly stepped forward and directly launched an attack against Baichuan.

This time, it was really beyond everyone's expectations. Shirakawa was a little stunned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart for a moment.

However, he quickly put this feeling behind his mind and gave an explanation to Chen Fei's behavior in his heart, "It's just a struggle before he dies. He knows that he can't avoid my attack, so at the last moment, he wants to

Have a blow."

"The idea is good, but unfortunately, you are facing me, and I won't give you this opportunity." Shirakawa smiled and thought with great confidence in his heart.

At the same time, the fierce true energy in his hand became more and more powerful, with a majestic aura, attacking Chen Fei's spleen.

Seeing that Shirakawa's offensive was about to hit Chen Fei, Chen Fei still did not dodge at this moment. Instead, he poked out his right arm and slapped at Shirakawa.

"Dead!"

Seeing this, Shirakawa showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his breath hit Chen Fei's unprepared spleen with a thump.

At this moment, Shirakawa's body movements began to close, and he had already begun to imagine how to end his last movements so that he could be more casual and eye-catching.

But just as he was thinking, suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Chen Fei, who was hit by him, did not fly out as he imagined. It could even be said that he remained motionless, as if he was not affected at all.

On the contrary, Chen Fei's right palm hit Shirakawa's chest at this moment.

Shirakawa was shocked and hurriedly retracted his arms and placed them on his chest to resist Chen Fei's attack.

But when Chen Fei's right palm slapped him, he suddenly felt a powerful energy like a tide, and it hit him hard on his chest, knocking him to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The huge force even blew up a piece of the ring template under Shirakawa.

"You-" Shirakawa held blood in his mouth and looked at Chen Fei with surprise. At the same time, he struggled to get up.

Just as he was moving, Chen Fei had already stepped forward and stepped on Shirakawa's chest with one foot. The huge force pressed down like a mountain instantly fixed Shirakawa firmly on the ring and could not move.

At this moment, Shirakawa was full of surprise and said reluctantly: "I clearly hit your injured spleen. How could you be fine? You-"

Chen Fei looked at Bai Chuan condescendingly, his voice cold and calm, "Who told you that my spleen was injured?"

"My teacher--" Shirakawa spoke instinctively, then realized something, quickly shut up, and looked at Chen Fei with a cold expression, "You lied to me, you are not--"

Chen Fei didn't explain anything, but just stepped on Shirakawa's chest and said coldly: "You are defeated, what do you think I will deal with you."

Shirakawa's face changed and he immediately said, "So what if I lose? You fight with me in such a hard time. You won't have a chance to win the subsequent competition."

"You will know soon if I have a chance to win." Chen Fei snorted coldly, then raised his right foot and stepped down at Bai Chuan's lower abdomen.

Shirakawa realized Chen Fei's actions and his face changed drastically. He hurriedly opened his mouth and wanted to admit defeat.

But just as he moved his mouth, he suddenly realized that his mouth could not make any sound. In an instant, Shirakawa knew that it was Chen Fei's method, and his face changed drastically. He struggled desperately, trying to get out of the arena.

But it's too late.

Seeing that Chen Fei's right foot was about to collapse, Mei Changlin on the rostrum suddenly stood up and shouted: "Shira Chuan, admit defeat."

At this moment, Chen Fei was about to land on Baichuan's right foot, and at the last moment, he stopped in the air.

He turned his head and looked at Mei Changlin on the rostrum, his eyes cold.

At this time, Mei Changlin jumped up from the rostrum and landed on the edge of the ring. The expression on his face was also very serious, even with a terrible gloom. He gritted his teeth and stared at the ring and said with a voice

: "Shirakawa has lost. If you dare to take action, it is a violation of the regulations. Don't blame me for being polite."

Hearing this, Chen Fei's right foot did not fall in the end. He flipped his toes and kicked Shirakawa off the ring.

Mei Changlin rolled Baichuan back with a big move, and then stood beside him. Then he looked at Chen Fei with anger and said coldly: "You——"

As a result, before Mei Changlin finished speaking, Chen Fei cast a cold look over and said in a deep voice: "I will settle the accounts of your master and apprentice with you."

After saying that, Chen Fei walked out of the ring with his hands behind his back and returned to the contestant's seat.

Mei Changlin's gloomy cheeks changed a little. In the end, she didn't say much, and snorted coldly and took Shirakawa away.

Until now, the audience, who were shocked by the results of the competition, came back to their senses and became enthusiastic.

"Master Chen won, he won."

"Shira Chuan is indeed not a match for Master Chen. Master Chen is so powerful."

"How is it possible? Shirakawa can't even beat the injured Master Chen. Isn't this possible?"

"Is it possible that the rumors that Master Chen was injured before were fake?"

"How is it possible? How can such a big assassination be faked? Besides, many people have seen Master Chen's situation at the scene, and they are indeed seriously injured."
Chapter completed!
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