C360 How preposterous!
C360 How preposterous!
The fatty did not say anything, his aged face had a sharp look in his eyes, he nodded towards Mo Feng, holding a large blade in his hand, he turned and looked at Shui Yanming, his body releasing killing intent as he rushed forward!
"Die!"
The word 'death' was like a demon from hell, enveloping Shui Yangming's heart. His heart trembled as he saw the fatty rushing towards him. He felt a chill run down his spine as he quickly retreated.
"Hah!"
With a low growl, a sharp sword appeared in his hands.
"Ding!"
"Clang! Clang!"
At this moment, the fatty's strength was extremely terrifying. With his saber, he was able to push Shui Yanming back.
"Damn it!"
Only after being forced back over ten meters did he finally stop, wiping away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the fatty with incomparable gloominess.
"How did he do it!?" His gaze swept across Mo Feng. To be able to raise his cultivation to such a terrifying level, if he could train some Death Soldiers, wouldn't he be unrivalled in the world?
"So what if I raised my cultivation? Die for me!" Shui Yangming's anger was aroused as he wielded his sword and charged forward.
"Ding ding ding!"
Shui Tianming was a genius of the Shui Family and his combat prowess was not weak. It was common for him to challenge someone who was a level higher than him. Even though Fatty's cultivation was at a much higher level, he was unable to gain the upper hand for a while and was even starting to fall into a disadvantageous position.
"Phew!"
Mo Feng heaved a long sigh of relief and casually found a seat to sit down on. In order to let Fatty find his own happiness, he had no choice but to use the Blood Sacrifice to forcefully raise his cultivation. However, the Blood Sacrifice was extremely effective for other people, and it would not even have half the effects of the Blood Sacrifice.
This blood sacrifice had exhausted all of Fatty's lifespan and vitality. Even if he was able to survive today, he would be like an old man in the future and would only be able to live for one year. Otherwise, if Fatty were to cultivate the Blood Sacrifice, his cultivation would have increased by at least half.
If it was Mo Feng, he would definitely have paid such a heavy price, and her starburst would have reached its peak, perhaps even higher.
Because of this, Mo Feng had lost some of his lifespan, and thus was not able to injure his opponent, causing him to lose 800 points. But with the help of the jade plate, this was nothing, he just hoped that the fatty could win.
"Fatty, I can only help you this much. Now, you can only rely on yourself." He could only rely on himself today. Even if vibration king Residence and the Shui Family worked together, it would still be useless for Zou Tianyi to be here, and he would not be able to wait until tomorrow for his happiness.
Actually Mo Feng was quite envious of the fatty. In his previous life, he wanted to risk his life to persuade the person he loved to stay, even if it meant paying the price of his life. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to do so.
In this life, even if he had to give up everything, he had to protect the person he loved!
"Ding ding ding!"
The battle became more and more intense. For the sake of Zhu Qiulan's fearless attack, Fatty almost wanted to switch his hands and legs.
"Fatty!"
Zhu Qiulan's attention shifted from Mo Feng to the fatty. She saw that the fatty's body had gained a few additional wounds.
"Hmph, Fatty, so what if your strength has increased? You can't beat me, so just obediently admit defeat. Qiulan is mine!" Water laughed sinisterly during the attack. The fatty's desperation caused him to feel a bit scared. He had clearly been able to gain the upper hand, but now he was being beaten up and had no choice but to attack psychologically. Once Fatty's mental state was defeated, he would not be able to withstand a single blow.
"Autumn is mine!" Fatty was infuriated and fought with all his might. However, without any strategy, there were flaws everywhere.
Shui Yangming grinned evilly. He had fallen into a trap. While blocking the attack, he began to look for Fatty's weak point.
"Die!"
A moment later, his eyes lit up. Realizing that there was a fatal flaw, he turned around and thrusted the sword forward.
"Humph!"
The fatty was in the midst of his rage when he was struck by a sword and pierced through the waist. Shui Yangming's sneer intensified as he turned the sword in his hand. If he were to cut across, the fatty would immediately be sliced into pieces!
"He's dead for sure." Everyone thought to themselves in their hearts when they saw the fatty being struck by a sword.
"Fatty!" Zhu Qiulan was already in a panic, screaming her lungs out.
"Clang!"
Just when everyone thought that Fatty was about to be dismembered, they saw him grab Shui Yanming's sword, causing blood to flow out in an instant!
"You!" Shui Yiming was stunned, disbelief flashing past his eyes. He had the courage to raise his head and see the broadsword slashing at the top of his head, his face changing again. This was not courage.
"No!"
With a despairing roar, he released his hand and tried to retreat, but it was too late. He was overjoyed, and there was no chance for that!
"Puchi!"
The broadsword flashed past. Shui Yanming's expression froze on his face, and his body slowly fell backwards. His head slid out from his neck, and fresh blood spurted out like a fountain!
"Phew … Phew … Phew …" Fatty was gasping for breath as he held the sword in his hand. The more blood flowed, the paler his face became.
"Shua!"
At this time, Mo Feng rushed forward and pulled out the sword, and with a few healing pills in his hand, he crushed them and applied them onto the wound, stopping the bleeding. Then he gave two healing pills to the fatty, making the fatty's expression better.
"Thank you, my lord." The fatty looked at Mo Feng gratefully. Mo Feng shook his head slightly, indicating that he should not mind.
"Fatty, you did great." Ye Zichen patted the fatty's shoulder.
The fat man smirked, he stood up unsteadily and turned to look at the dumbstruck crowd, his gaze landing on Zhu Qiulan, he said clearly:
"I won!"
Hearing the fatty's words, everyone trembled with a complicated expression on their faces. Shui Qianming had beheaded him just like that. A person with low talent and no power and influence had actually won.
vibration king, Shui Yuan and the rest all had extremely ugly expressions. The fatty's words were ear-piercing to their ears.
The only one present who was happy for the fatty was Zhu Qiulan. Excited tears flowed down her face once again.
"My son!" When Shui Yuan saw Shui Chao Ming being killed and then rushing forward, his eyes turned red, and his eyes started to tear up, but before he could even rush out of the hall, he was stopped by Zou Tianyi.
"Shui Yuan, what did you do?"
"Xia, don't worry, your father will definitely avenge you!" Shui Yuan did not reply, his gaze landed on Shui Tianming, and roared in his heart.
"Zou elder, a fair fight, yet he killed my son. Today, this fatty will definitely pay with his life!" He turned his head to look at Zou Tianyi and roared.
"What a joke!" Mo Feng sneered as he walked over.
"Just because he wants Fatty's life, doesn't mean he's not allowed to kill him? How could there be such a logic! "
"Is he even comparable to the genius of my Shui clan?" Shui Yuan shouted with a ferocious expression. He must kill Fatty today to avenge his son and wash away the shame of the Shui family!
"How preposterous!" Suddenly, Zou Tianyi bellowed, looking at Shui Yuan with a face filled with rage.
"Shui Yuan, only the people from your Shui Family are valuable, the people of my Jade Flame Gate are not!"
"Fatty was a fair duel to kill Shui Tianming. If you dare to touch Fatty, you will not rest until you have killed Jade Flame Gate!" Zou Tianyi's face was cold and stern, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, as long as Shui Yuan dared to make a move, he would immediately start killing!