"good!"

Looking at Fang Yi's stronger punch, people were cheering. They seemed to see the arrogant Bai Lan tragically dying under Fang Yi's punch.

"Ahem... I really underestimated you if a mere native has forced me to this point! However, it would be too naive to think that I could defeat me in this way!"

Bai Lan stabilized her body, raised her head to look at Fang Yi who was waving the iron fist, and a scarlet light flashed in her eyes, and a cold voice came out of her mouth.

"Fighting bloodline, fanatic power, let me know!"

"boom!"

As Bai Lan's words fell, the injuries on his body instantly recovered, and the aura on his body became even bigger, and he instantly broke through the level of the quasi-martial saint and reached the rank of the Martial Saint.

Blood surging all over his body. The moment Fang Yi's fist hit him, he rushed out suddenly. One hand actually grabbed Fang Yi's fist firmly, blocking his attack, and the other hand hit his chest as fast as lightning.

"Bang!"

The sound of bones breaking and internal organs bursting sounded.

As the people around were gaze, Fang Yi's powerful momentum collapsed instantly, and a large amount of black blood and shattered internal organs were sprayed out of his mouth. His whole person was like a cannonball, and his back fell down towards the competition platform.

"Dong!"

However, Bai Lan had no intention of letting Fang Yi go at all. He rushed out like lightning and appeared in front of him the moment Fang Yi was about to fall on the competition platform. The knee of his right leg held a terrible force and pressed against his back, making a dull sound.

Under the terrible knee hit, Fang Yi sprayed a lot of dirty blood from his mouth, and his body rushed towards the sky without being controlled.

"die!"

Bai Lan's eyes surged with murderous intent, and she jumped over the sky with a flying knife. Her right leg was like a battle axe and slashed on Fang Yi's body.

"Click!"

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and Fang Yi's body smashed towards the ground like a falling shell.

At this moment, he was undoubtedly seriously injured and unable to fight again!

However, Fang Yi was also a ruthless person. He gritted his teeth suddenly, endured the severe pain in his body, stretched out his hands, hugged Bai Lan's legs tightly, and then used all his strength to grab him and fell towards the outside of the competition platform.

"Damn it, let me go!"

Recognizing Fang Yi's actions and intentions, Bai Lan's face changed, she cursed and waved her fists and kept slamming Fang Yi's back.

However, no matter how he attacked, Fang Yi held him tightly and refused to let go!

"grass!"

Finally, the furious Bai Lan suddenly pulled out the long sword from her waist and stabbed into Fang Yi's body.

"Puff..."

A large amount of blood was sprayed from Fang Yi's mouth, but he still hugged Bai Lan tightly and refused to let go!

Even if he dies, he will never let go.

He cannot embarrass his master!

He cannot embarrass the King's Palace!

He cannot embarrass Xia Guo!

He can't embarrass the people on earth!

"Miscellaneous!"

Bai Lan stabbed Fang Yi's body with another sword.

Blood spurted out of Fang Yi's mouth, dyeing his clothes red and Bai Lan's clothes red.

However, Fang Yi not only did not let go of him, but instead hugged him tighter.

Looking at this scene and looking at Fang Yi who was holding Bai Lan tightly and unwilling to let go, everyone at the scene was silent.

Even many Earthlings' eyes became wet, clenching their fists tightly to prevent tears from falling.

They knew that Fang Yi could give in and not be seriously injured like this.

However, he did not, but sacrificed their lives.

Nothing else, just to give them a sigh of relief.

"These damn bastards!"

The fists of the mad demon Lin Feng, the holy demon Dirok, Qingtian and the others were tightly clasped together, and there were angry curses in their mouths.

Fang Yi's master, Golden Lion Antonio, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

"Dong!"

As people were gaze, with a dull collision sound, Fang Yi's body holding Bai Lan finally fell to the ground.

The powerful force smashed a deep pit on the ground and brought out countless dust.

A large amount of blood flowed out from Fang Yi's body.

"No victory or defeat, draw!"

The referee announced the results of the competition indifferently.

"Damn it!"

Bai Lan cursed and turned around and left.

"Fang Yi, how are you?"

"Brother Fang, are you okay? Brother Fang!"

"Instructor Fang, how are you?"

The powerful men from the King's Palace and Xia Kingdom quickly surrounded Fang Yi's body and helped him up.

"Ahem...Don't worry...I...I can't die."

Fang Yi's face was pale and answered weakly.

"Puff..."

As soon as his words finished, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Soon, Fang Yi was sent away by ambulance personnel.

Although Fang Yi finally sacrificed his life to win a draw, no one was happy at the scene.

In some ways, they were defeated!

"I have to admire your courage and determination, but this cannot change your ending, you will definitely lose! "Mingtian, you will go to the second game!"

Jin Siming let out a cold snorted disdain from his nose and spoke indifferently.

"yes!"

As Jin Siming's words fell, a young man wearing a blue and black robe with a snake-shaped pattern on his left face, which looked extremely cold, took one step and landed steadily on the competition platform.

This guy is named Mingtian. He is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Taishang Soul Sect. He has the strength of the nine-star quasi-martial saint, and his soul power is particularly terrifying and powerful.

"Who will go to the second game?"

Zi Yao asked in a deep voice with a cold face.

"I'll go!"

"I!"

"I!"

As soon as his words finished, many powerful voices sounded behind her.

"Let me go!"

"No, I'll go! I can't stand these bastards anymore!"

At the same time, the crazy Lin Feng and Qingtian also spoke without hesitation at this moment.

Zi Yao's eyes slowly swept across everyone, and finally fell on the mad Lin Feng and Qingtian, falling into a long silence.

The guy named Mingtian was a little weird, and she was not sure if she asked others to fight.

"Senior Zi Yao, let me go!"

Seeing this, Qingtian said with a determined look on his face.

He transplanted the external soul bone and his combat power was greatly enhanced. Although he was only a seven-star quasi-martial saint, his combat power was catching up with the powerful Martial Saint.

Zi Yao looked at Qingtian with a determined look, pondered for a moment and nodded gently.

"Qingtian, go!"
Chapter completed!