"Xia Lianyun actually lost?"
"And in such a devastating fashion?"
Many people found the outco hard to accept.
Especially since this was Jinling’s ho ground, and Xia Lianyun was the captain of the Jinling Martial Association’s representative team, with the highest support rate at the venue.
Yet, the end was so bleak.
This caused many spectators to look displeased.
However...
In the struggle of Martial Arts, strength cos first.
When Su Luo made his move, he squarely defeated Xia Lianyun without employing any underhand tactics or despicable ans, so even those in Jinling who supported Xia Lianyun couldn’t bla Su Luo.
But, it was still hard to swallow.
Compared to most martial artists in Jinling, those very few from Jiangbei, including those from Shuchuan and Southern Lake who had collaborated with Su Luo, after a mont of silence, burst into cheers.
Below the stage.
Xia Lianyun’s face was pale. He felt as though he had instantly gone from being a star in the spotlight to becoming a clown, which frustrated him to the extre, almost to the point of crushing his teeth.
But he had already fallen off the stage.
Defeat had beco a reality.
He didn’t even dare to raise his head, afraid to face those gazes.
anwhile, on that stage.
After eliminating the insufferable Xia Lianyun, Su Luo made no pause before using Phantom Step to rapidly charge towards Rao Xingwu and Zhang Yuanqing.
At that mont, Zhang Yuanqing was already at his last gasp.
Blood was spilling from his mouth and nose; clearly, under Rao Xingwu’s rapid assault, he had been seriously injured and couldn’t hold on much longer.
As Su Luo approached.
Rao Xingwu threw a punch that, even though Zhang Yuanqing crossed his arms in ti to block it, the enormous force still sent him flying backward, spewing a mist of blood from his mouth.
In normal circumstances, Zhang Yuanqing would have been powerless to co back, and under that punch, he would have been sent flying out of the arena.
However.
Su Luo arrived in ti, appeared behind him, and gently pushed out a palm, dissipating the force on Zhang Yuanqing’s body, allowing him to land safely on the stage.
"Go help Su Jinyun!"
Su Luo said.
"Okay."
Zhang Yuanqing went from despair to hope, enduring his injuries and responding with surprise and elation.
Rao Xingwu did not try to stop him.
He just stared at Su Luo with a slight mocking smile, as if playing cat and mouse.
Su Luo stepped forward, approaching Rao Xingwu.
"Compared to Xia Lianyun, I actually dislike you more," Su Luo didn’t strike imdiately, but instead spoke.
Rao Xingwu laughed, "Likewise, compared to Xia Lianyun, I am more eager to cripple you!"
If Xia Lianyun wanted to cripple Su Luo out of revenge, Rao Xingwu’s desire to do so was partly due to Zhou Shihao’s reasons and also due to the innate brutality in his bones.
He was the kind who had been recruited into the Jiangnan Martial Association.
Having been recruited and possessing the identity of the Jiangnan Martial Association, he naturally couldn’t act as unrestrainedly as before, he was bound by restraint.
Yet, having killed many on the battlefield, his nature was cruel and bloodthirsty. Now, with the opportunity to torture Su Luo, to disable him, that thirst for blood in his bones gradually awakened.
Therefore, for Rao Xingwu, crippling Su Luo served multiple purposes.
It was also why he was very willing to cooperate with Zhou Shihao.
"Let’s wait and see who cripples whom," Su Luo scoffed.
"Die," The smile on Rao Xingwu’s face turned ferocious, his eyes seed to be filled with bloodlust, which was sowhat frightening.
With a fierce shout, Rao Xingwu instantly lunged at Su Luo, his palm shaped like claws, fingertips surging with sharp Inner Strength, launching an extrely fierce attack at one of Su Luo’s arms.
If he were caught, Su Luo’s arm would definitely be torn apart, leaving five deep gashes.
Even the bones could be snapped, completely crippling the arm.
However.
Under Rao Xingwu’s fierce onslaught, Su Luo’s movents were incredibly fast, instantly dodging away.
A hint of shock flickered in Rao Xingwu’s eyes.
He was taken aback by Su Luo’s speed.
"Just running away won’t help you,"
Rao Xingwu snorted coldly.
He imdiately made another move, this ti even more ruthlessly, and instead of going for Su Luo’s arm, he aid straight for Su Luo’s vital points.
But Su Luo continued to dodge in the face of Rao Xingwu’s attacks.
"Su Luo went head-to-head with Xia Lianyun earlier and defeated him in an instant. Why is he constantly avoiding combat with Rao Xingwu and not daring to engage?"
In the spectator stands, many were anticipating a clash between Su Luo and Rao Xingwu. However, Su Luo’s behavior on the stage was greatly unexpected to everyone.
"You probably don’t know, but Rao Xingwu is a battle-hardened man from the warfields. He may not look like much, but every strike is extrely vicious, and it’s obvious that he’s targeting Su Luo’s vital spots, unlike when he was dealing with Zhang Yuanqing. It makes sense for Su Luo to be cautious."
"If he’s too scared to fight, always avoiding battle, he might as well admit defeat!"
"What do you know? This is tactics!"
Many were discussing, each holding a different viewpoint.
anwhile, in the spectator stands.
At several inconspicuous seats.
Zhou Shihao’s face bore a hint of a cold smile, looking at the stage and regarding Su Luo as if he were already a cripple.
And next to him, Shen Qingzhi appeared calm and unbothered as if she didn’t particularly care about the match happening above.
But in reality, her fingers were clenched white, and her gaze remained fixed on Su Luo, filled with worry.
On the stage.
After a succession of dodges, Su Luo finally steadied himself, his expression impassive: "Since I’ve given you a chance and you’ve proved useless, now, it’s my turn to counterattack!"
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