"Boom!"
Contestant number 71's body suddenly burst into flames. At the same time, his True Energy Shield rose as well. Because the distance was too close, he had no time to dodge.
Even so, the bottom of his foot was cut a little. Although it was just a cut, the poison on the dagger quickly entered his bloodstream.
"You... despicable person!"
Contestant number 71 was originally very strong. If it was a head-on confrontation, he had a 100% chance of winning. He had not expected the opponent to have such a special skill, and to succeed in a sneak attack from below.
Contestant number 80 smiled sinisterly, and a face emerged from below. This face was burnt black by the flames, but he did not care at all. He actually opened his mouth and bit at the other foot of contestant number 71.
Damn, there was such a trick!
This was the first time Du Feng had seen such a fighting style. It was not surprising that a demon beast would bite. As a human warrior, and the nephew of Emperor Le, he did not fight with his fists, but with his mouth. Was there something wrong with him?
"Go to hell!"
Contestant No. 71 was burning with rage. He stomped down hard and crushed his opponent's face.
Unexpectedly, contestant number 80's neck suddenly stretched out like a snake, wrapping around his leg. Seeing this, Du Feng was 100% sure that contestant number 81 was not a normal person. A normal person's neck could not stretch so long, nor could it wrap around like a snake.
Contestant number 71 had no way to exert his strength. He thought that his opponent was not fighting in a conventional way. The bottom of his foot was cut, and the poison had already slid up along his blood vessels. He could not delay any longer. At this moment, he felt his entire calf go numb. If he delayed any longer, the poison would attack his thigh or even his lower abdomen.
The lower abdomen was a person's Dantian. Once the poison entered, Cultivation would definitely be damaged.
Therefore, he did not use any weapons. Instead, he bent his fingers into hooks and grabbed his opponent's head from both sides. As long as he exerted force, he could squeeze his opponent's head until it exploded.
"Bam!"
Before contestant number 71 could squeeze, contestant number 80's head actually exploded. It exploded of its own accord. Not only did his head explode, but his long neck also exploded. At such a close distance, there was no way to avoid it.
One of contestant number 71's legs was poisoned, the other was blown up, and the vital parts of his lower body were also injured.
"We admit..."
Flame Emperor couldn't bear to watch any longer and wanted to help him admit defeat. But contestant number 71, who only had his upper body left, looked at his master stubbornly, indicating that he should not admit defeat. His legs were crippled, and his hands were blown up. Now, his legs were crippled, and his hands were blown up.
It had to be said that this nephew of Empress Le Tong was indeed capable of dealing with the disciple of the Flame Emperor, a ninth-stage Immortal Lord, in such a miserable state.
However, Contestant 80 wasn't in a good state either. Contestant 70 only had his upper body left, while he had lost his head and neck. His head was not dead, and his lower body was hiding in the arena. As long as No. 71 couldn't hold on any longer and took the initiative to admit defeat, he could win the match.
This kind of method of killing a thousand enemies while sacrificing eight hundred men was truly suicidal. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that contestant number 80 was definitely not Emperor Le's nephew. Instead, he was a desperado that Emperor Le had found to wear down the disciples of Emperor Qing and Emperor Yan.
Everyone could see that contestant number 80 was not Emperor Yan's nephew, but a desperado he found to wear down the disciples of Emperor Qing and Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan's disciple, contestant number 71, only had his upper body left, and he had lost his hands. But he insisted on not letting his master admit defeat. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Senior Brother, you..."
"Junior Brother, just admit defeat!"
The other disciples of Emperor Yan tried to persuade him to admit defeat. While his upper body was still intact, their master could definitely help him recover. But contestant number 71 refused to admit defeat. Instead, he kept his mouth shut and held in his strength. His cheeks gradually bulged, and if one looked closely, one would find that his head was also growing stronger.
When he was almost done, he opened his mouth and spat out a sticky flame. This sticky flame was like magma, but its temperature was even higher than magma. Others might not be able to see it, but Emperor Yan could.
Contestant number 71 melted the weapon in his body into molten iron to heat up the arena below. The metal arena was easy to conduct heat. Moreover, his cultivation technique was special, and he even used his own weapon.
Contestant number 80, who had been confident of winning, hid in the arena to waste time. But he felt his surroundings getting hotter and hotter. It was so hot that his clothes were burnt, and his skin was starting to turn black. If this went on, his entire body would be carbonized.
A black shadow crawled out from the edge of the arena with difficulty, and then fell to the ground. It was contestant number 80. He could not stand the heat and crawled out.
"Contestant number 71 wins!"
Before Emperor Huang could announce the result, Emperor Yan announced it first, and then hurriedly rescued his disciple. He took out something the size of a matchbox and put contestant number 71 in it. It felt like a corpse had been put into a miniature coffin.
It was indeed a coffin, and it was the legendary Fire Crystal Coffin. But this coffin was not used to contain a dead person, but to save people.
After contestant number 71 was put in, his life was saved. The disciples heaved a sigh of relief, and then glared at Emperor Le.
"Aiya, my nephew has been burned so miserably."
Emperor Le was not nervous at all, and even put on a look of heartache.
Your Flame Emperor's disciple is seriously injured, but my nephew's injuries aren't light either. Could it be that your disciple is important, but my nephew isn't? I'm your relative! "
The reason why she gave contestant number 80 the title of nephew was to make others have nothing to say. Even if they perished together, it would be my side's loss, and you would not be able to reason with me.
"You vicious b * tch!"
Emperor Yan was infuriated, and spat angrily. But he could not do anything to Emperor Le. Emperor Le had only lost a death attendant, but he had lost a disciple. Although contestant number 71 had won in the end, he could not participate in the rest of the competition in his current state.
"See? You guys better be careful too. You have to kill your opponent at the first opportunity."
Seeing the wretched state of Emperor Yan's disciple, Emperor Qing's heart tightened. If Emperor Le could use this method to deal with Emperor Yan's disciple, she could use the same method to deal with her own disciple. Emperor Le could afford to lose, but they could not.
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