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At the final critical moment, Bai Yu actually struck back and won the match.

The audience that supported Bai Yu erupted into cheers and cheers. The team from the Bai Clan was naturally especially excited as they all clapped and cheered. On the other hand, the Xue Clan team seemed a little disappointed.

Even though she had heavily injured Xue Rou, Bai Yu's current situation didn't seem too good. Her beautiful face was as pale as paper. His aura was clearly much weaker than before.

"Miss Bai Yu, victory!"

The referee announced the results of the match, and Xue Rou's expression instantly darkened. He stared at Bai Yu with unwillingness. He had clearly almost won, but he had actually lost at the very last moment.

"I refuse to accept this. Bai Yu, in terms of strength, you are inferior to me." Xue Rou lightly gritted her teeth and clearly spat out a few words.

Bai Yu's eyebrows twitched as she replied indifferently, "But the one lying on the ground now is you."

"You?"

Without waiting for Xue Rou to retort, Bai Yu gave her a back view before turning around and leaving the arena, walking towards the Bai Clan team. The victor would rejoice while the loser could only retreat in disappointment.

Han Chen, who was in the midst of the crowd, heaved a sigh of relief. He originally thought that Bai Yu would lose the competition, but he never expected that he would underestimate her. Still, he was happy for her victory.

"Yu'er, are you alright?" Bai Xiaotian asked. Bai Hao, the White Army, and the others also cast concerned gazes at him.

"I'm fine." Bai Yu shook her head, her voice sounded weak.

Bai Hao sighed and replied, "Yu'er, that red dust cloud of yours was consumed up to a great degree. It might not be able to recover in a short period of time. In the match between you and Meng Huo, forfeit! "

Bai Yu pursed her lips, "We'll see when the time comes!" I know what I'm doing. "

He knew his daughter's personality the best. Ever since he was young, he had never caused the elders of his family to worry about him. He didn't say anything else immediately.

"In the third round, the winner of Stage Five, Liu Yifeng, will face the winner of Stage 6, Liu Zheng."

With that, a tall and muscular man jumped onto the stage from the crowd.

The Liu Family's team also burst into cheers. Liu Xin smiled lightly, "Big brother, it's your turn to go up on stage."

"Yi Feng, be careful." Ji Rushi's beautiful eyes carried a trace of concern.

"I don't even care about this kind of small fry." Liu Yifeng's face was full of confidence, and his brows revealed a little contempt.

Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Ji Rushi was slightly displeased, but she did not say anything more.

Under the cheers of the entire audience, Liu Yifeng walked up the stage, looked at Liu Zheng who was nearly two meters tall, and said disdainfully, "Liu Zheng, you can scram now! This young master is too lazy to do anything. "

"Heh, Liu Yifeng, you're too arrogant. "Be careful, laozi will beat you into a dead dog with a single punch." Liu Zheng replied with a cold smile.

Even though this Liu Zheng's words were sharp, he had a good personality. He had a straightforward personality, was fond of fighting against injustice, and was quite popular.

Hearing his words, Liu Yifeng's heart was filled with incomparable rage, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"The third battle begins!"

Hearing that, Liu Yifeng instantly leaped a few meters into the air, spinning in mid air a few times, then raised his leg and kicked fiercely at his opponent.

"Hmph, you came at the right time." Liu Zheng's thick eyebrows knitted together. He crossed his arms in front of his body and used his legs to meet the opponent's attack head on.

Bang! Liu Yifeng heavily kicked the opponent's arm, causing Liu Zheng's body to tremble, and he couldn't help but retreat. The former continued to attack, and borrowed the strength of the descending force to continuously glare fiercely.

Liu Zheng's expression changed slightly as he knew he had underestimated his opponent's strength. "Immediately, he spread his hands and grabbed onto Liu Yifeng's ankles. It should be my turn now! Young Master Liu, hmph. " Liu Zheng cursed fiercely, as if he had lifted a hammer, and swung Liu Yifeng up into the air, then smashed him down forcefully. When the audience supporting Liu Zheng saw this scene, they couldn't help but loudly cheer.

"Liu Zheng is just like that, throw him down."

"Liu Zheng, you can do it! We'll support you into the finals."

Just as Liu Yifeng was about to be thrown onto the stage, the latter sneered, and his palm released a violent fluctuation, heavily smashing onto the stage floor.

Bang! Mud flew in all directions, and dust flew everywhere. A wave of rebounding force bounced Liu Yifeng back. He then quickly lifted his other foot and accurately kicked Liu Zheng's chin.

No matter how strong Liu Zheng's body was, his jaw was soft, and it was dislocated with a kick. At the same time, he subconsciously loosened his grip on Liu Yifeng's ankle.

"Heh heh." Liu Yifeng laughed complacently, and then kicked the opponent's head again, ruthlessly hitting the opponent's head.

Bang! Liu Zheng felt dizzy and dizzy. He felt weak and weak. As for the person who loudly cheered for him earlier, he too was deathly silent.

But he was not done, Liu Yifeng's eyes revealed dense ferocity, his body moved, he rushed to the front of the other party. He grabbed Liu Zheng's arm and pulled.

Ka-cha! * The sound of bones breaking came from the arena along with a painful scream.

"Young master Liu, please show mercy!" We, Liu Zheng, have admitted defeat. " In the Liu Clan, a middle-aged man shouted out anxiously.

"Heh heh." Liu Yifeng acted as if he didn't hear it, and then broke Liu Zheng's other arm. He then raised the fist that was surrounded by Martial Qi and smashed it solidly on his opponent's chest.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! A part of Liu Zheng's chest immediately caved in and several of his ribs broke on the spot. Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out from his mouth. Finally, his eyes turned black and he collapsed onto the ground like a pile of mud.

"Liu Yifeng wins!"

Crash! * The Liu Family's team was stirred up into a frenzy of excitement. As for the Liu Clan members, their faces were filled with grief and indignation. Looking at the reckless Liu Zheng, even if he was saved, he would be crippled for life.

A few Liu Family disciples hurriedly helped Liu Zheng off the stage. His aura was extremely dispirited, and there was only anger left in him. An angry disciple scolded loudly, "Liu Yifeng, you are too ruthless. Senior brother Liu Zheng has already admitted defeat, why are you still so ruthless? "

"Hmph. Fists and feet have no eyes. His skills are inferior to others, so what does it have to do with me?" Liu Yifeng said with contempt.

"You." Everyone from the Liu Clan was so angry that their faces turned red. Unfortunately, they had a huge family background and had suffered such a huge loss. He could only swallow his anger alone.

Liu Yifeng's face was filled with pride, after which he swept his provocative gaze towards Meng Huo who was in the middle of the City Lord's Mansion team. However, the latter only sneered coldly without a trace of disapproval.

Before the finals even started, the two champions began to compete privately. However, this was something that the audience loved to see. Only if the competition was fierce would the match be good.

On the east side, the patriarch of the Liu Family, Liu Xuan, was naturally happy. Liu Xin was even happier as he clapped and cheered, "Sister-in-law, Sister Yan'er. Look at how great your brother is! There's definitely hope for us to get first place. "

Cang Yaner only smiled and did not speak, but within her beautiful eyes, there was a trace of worry.

"Han Chen, it's your turn for the next round." Hua Yumei's eyes moved around with a slight smile.

Han Chen's opponent was Bai Hong, and in terms of blood relation, he was still his cousin. This was also the reason why Hua Yumei was so "happy" about it. Using her previous words, she really wanted to see what kind of interesting expression the Bai Family Patriarch Bai Xiaotian had when he was smiling so arrogantly at the entire arena.

Han Chen naturally could not understand Hua Yumei's thoughts, and his gaze turned towards the Bai Clan team. But seeing that Bai Xiaotian was instructing him on something, his expression showed his love.

But that kind of benevolent expression, pricked Han Chen's eyes like a needle. Why couldn't he, a member of the Bai Clan, receive the slightest bit of care? Disappointment, melancholy, unwillingness and even a hint of complaint attacked Han Chen's heart.

"The fourth round, the winner of Stage 7, Bai Hong versus Stage 8, Han Chen!"

The appearance of these two people immediately caused quite a commotion among the crowd. On stage eight, the blood left behind by Meng Lao and the other three were still fresh in the air. One dead and four injured, all because of that young figure.

Everyone's gaze turned towards Han Chen who was in the midst of the crowd. On the east platform, the City Lord Meng Hai's face once again darkened. Cold intent surged in his eyes.

As for the Bai Family members, the way they looked at Han Chen was a little complicated. The power Han Chen had displayed had stunned everyone present, and it had given rise to quite a bit of excitement in the Bai Family.

"Hong'er, you have to win the match, do you understand?" Bai He said with a serious tone.

He was the one who had personally kicked Han Chen out of the sect. If Bai Hong lost, that would be the biggest humiliation to Bai He. Therefore, in order to prove that his previous decision was correct, he must win this battle.

"Yes, Father." Bai Hong nodded resolutely, "I won't let you down."

After speaking, he walked down from the platform and headed for Ring One.

Under the watch of the crowd, Han Chen slowly ascended the stage. The atmosphere on the field was rather strange. To be honest, not many people liked Han Chen. This was because Hidden Court City had laughed at him from the back all these years. and treated him as trash born of Bai Muxuan and Han Langyu.

"Han Chen and Bai Hong are cousins right? It doesn't matter who wins. "

"You're wrong. Han Chen has already been driven out of the sect, so Bai Hong must definitely win. "

The entire audience echoed with faint clamor, and the Bai Family's Patriarch, Bai Xiaotian, frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. Bai Yu didn't know who to support at this moment? However, the other Bai Clan disciples loudly cheered.

"Bai Hong will win. Bai Hong will defeat him."

"Bai Hong, you can do it!"

Hearing the unanimous call, a bitter smile appeared on Han Chen's face, at the same time his heart had also turned cold. A pair of pitch-black eyes then turned deep as they surged with a firm and cold light.