1255: C1255 I Admit Defeat

C1255 I Admit Defeat

A stone creates a thousand waves.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd broke into an uproar.

"Yamamoto Family? Japanese?"

"What's going on? Why would the Japanese appear here? "

"Damn it! So this guy is the Japanese! "

The audience obviously did not expect that this expert who suddenly appeared would be a Japanese. They also did not expect that Yan Feng would be related to a Japanese.

Loong Wanyu, Loong Changgeng, Fu Lin, and Fu Long were also shocked.

"So this bastard has disappeared for so many years. He went to Nihon!" The four of them hated him.

"What should we do? This new Japanese expert looks very strong. Can Master Xin deal with him? "Fu Lin became extremely worried. Hsing Fenghua had been sent flying by his opponent just now, which had really shocked him.

Fu Long's expression kept changing. He gritted his teeth and said, "Trust him!"

For the sake of today's plan, they had no other choice but to trust Hsing Fenghua. As long as Hsing Fenghua could get rid of him, that would be enough.

Hearing the crowd's discussion, the Japanese experts were expressionless. "Since you recognized me, I have nothing to deny. That's right. I am indeed a member of Yamamoto Family."

"Humph! Judging from your appearance, you should be from Huaxia, right? Why do you want to be a traitor? " Hsing Fenghua's gaze was cold and stern.

"A traitor?" The other party waved his hand and said, "You always like to use your own values to measure people. A good bird chooses a tree to live on. What's wrong with me pursuing strength and joining the Yamamoto Family?"

"Hmph! Is this the reason why you sold your country?" Hsing Fenghua felt ashamed.

The new Japanese expert's name was Matsushita, and he was originally from Huaxia. He had a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, and his skull was hanging high. His entire face looked like a skeleton. In his eyes, a person like him was something that did not exist in the country. For the sake of benefits, he could sell out everything, even if it meant forgetting his own identity.

Chai did not want to be long-winded. He looked at Yan Feng, who was beside him, and said indifferently, "Your performance was not good."

Yan Feng gritted his teeth. He really could not refute this point. "I know. I'll leave him to you! You must take care of him for me!"

"Haha, you should think about how to explain it to them!" Chai Zhi sneered.

Yan Feng's face turned green. He walked to the edge of the arena, but did not go down. It seemed that he also knew very well that if he really ran down, he would definitely be caught by his enemies and cut into pieces.

The correct way to do it was to stay in the arena. This way, it could ensure his safety.

At this moment, Chai Zhi looked at Hsing Fenghua and grabbed a long blade. "It's done! Now it's my turn to challenge you!"

Hsing Fenghua looked at his opponent with fear in his eyes. Just now, he had been sent flying by his opponent, which made him very afraid of his opponent's strength. He had observed for a long time, but he could not see his opponent's depth.

He had every reason to suspect that his opponent's cultivation base was higher than his!

"Hu..." Hsing Fenghua calmed himself down, "Although I don't know your strength, you are not qualified to be arrogant in front of me!"

"Is that so? Won't we know after a fight?"

Chai Qing didn't accept Hsing Fenghua's provocation. Immediately, he held the long blade in his hand and lunged at Hsing Fenghua.

In a battle between martial artists, one could borrow the Vital Qi to greatly enhance the power of one's attack. This level eleven arena was very large. It was at least a hundred square meters in size.

The long blade slashed through the air, and a white Vital Qi burst out from the long blade, like a sword Qi.

"Sou!"

The sword energy was sharp, and it rushed towards Hsing Fenghua, leaving a clear mark on the ground.

The audience widened their eyes and gasped in shock.

They had never seen such a scene before. Initially, they thought that Hsing Fenghua's punch to defeat Yan Feng was enough to shock them. But now, with all the firewood left, it felt like ___ was able to unleash the sword Qi of a saber. It was like the sword qi in a television series.

To be precise, it should be saber qi, but it was still very terrifying.

The martial artists present were even more shocked and unable to control themselves. To be able to display a weapon to such an extent, it could be seen how profound the cultivation level of Matsutani was. They felt that they absolutely could not do it.

"Not good!"

Hsing Fenghua panicked. He frantically circulated the Vital Qi, and a wave of Astral Wind quickly covered his entire body.

Vital Qi Astral Wind.

This was a defensive skill unique to Light Enlightenment Stage warriors, and it could weaken an enemy's attack to a certain extent.

Hsing Fenghua was also panicking. No matter how he looked at it, the power of this attack had exceeded the limit of the Vital Qi Astral Wind. Using the Vital Qi Astral Wind was simply a waste of his Vital Qi.

"Puff!"

The sound was like a deflated balloon. The Vital Qi Astral Wind was violently stirred and then disappeared.

The blade light only weakened a little bit, and continued to thrust at Hsing Fenghua.

"Puchi!"

The blade light instantly cut through Hsing Fenghua's shoulder. It brushed past his neck and throat, and the clothes on his shoulder were torn apart. A bright red wound appeared on his shoulder, and blood oozed out.

"Tap, tap!"

Hsing Fenghua took a few steps back and barely managed to stabilize his body.

This scene shocked everyone.

Everyone knew that Hsing Fenghua's strength was not as good as Chai Qian's, or else he wouldn't have been injured so easily.

"How could this be... Master Xin's strength is actually weaker than this traitor?" Fu Lin found it hard to accept.

Fu Long's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and then sighed deeply. "Sigh..."

Loong Wanyu and Loong Changgeng looked at each other and saw the disappointment in each other's eyes. It was obvious that they did not expect Hsing Fenghua to lose.

Chai Zhi held a long blade in his hand and stared coldly at Hsing Fenghua. "Again!"

Hsing Fenghua could not help but shiver. The fight just now had made him understand that his opponent's strength was far above his. If they continued to fight now, it would be him who would die.

What should he do?

What was placed in front of Hsing Fenghua was a very difficult choice.

If he couldn't defeat his opponent, he would either surrender or continue fighting until he was killed.

Generally speaking, anyone would choose the first option.

No one wanted to die. Moreover, they already knew that their own strength was inferior to their opponent's. It was a wise choice to admit defeat.

It was just that the current situation was special. Facing a traitor, admitting defeat was equivalent to losing one's reputation!

Hsing Fenghua didn't want to die, nor did he want to lose his reputation.1

Unfortunately, he did not have a choice. Because there was no such option, he could only grit his teeth and lower his head. "I admit defeat..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience burst into an uproar.

"Admit defeat? He actually admitted defeat?"

"My god, he admitted defeat! What kind of joke is this!"

"His opponent is a traitor! He admitted defeat just like that, do you still have any face?"

"This can't be blamed on him. His opponent's strength is far above his. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will only lose his life if he continues to fight."

Most of the people booed. Obviously, Hsing Fenghua admitting defeat made them feel rather ashamed. Only a small number of people expressed that Hsing Fenghua's choice was reasonable.

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