270: Heartless Iron Hand

Heartless Iron Hand

The current Zhou Hao was almost stuck to Bai Yanran.2

Bai Yanran had originally slashed Zhou Hao's throat, but now, her saber was directly behind his head.

Because they were too close, the two of them could even feel each other's breathing.

"Bastard!"

"Kill him! How dare he take advantage of Sister Bai!"

"Kill him!"

Zhou Hao's actions instantly incited public anger.

Many boys from the Sixth Elite Base stood up as if they wanted to tear Zhou Hao apart.

"You're already dead!"

Sensing the abnormality of the two peaks in front of her, Bai Yanran only wanted to cut Zhou Hao into pieces!

She had always been unapproachable and annoyed when she saw men.

But just now, that bastard Zhou Hao had directly stuck to her!

Swoosh!

Silver saber beams kept blooming in Bai Yanran's hand.

Her attacks were very sharp and ruthless.

It could be said that as long as Zhou Hao was careless, he would be severely injured even if he did not die.

Such a scene made Yang Hui feel like stopping the competition.

However, Yang Hui quickly realized that Zhou Hao was really good at hiding his strength.

In such a battle, Zhou Hao was actually not at a disadvantage at all.

Ding!

Half an hour later, because she had been attacking continuously, Bai Yanran had already consumed a lot of energy.

When her saber slashed over, Zhou Hao directly clamped the saber with two fingers.

Bai Yanran struggled for a moment and found that Zhou Hao's fingers were like the most firm pincers.

No matter how hard she tried, her saber did not budge!

Without a choice, Bai Yanran directly gave up on the saber and began to fight Zhou Hao in close combat.

When Bai Yanran's fist arrived, Zhou Hao reached out and grabbed her slender wrist.

"You!"

Bai Yanran was completely speechless at this moment. Zhou Hao's methods were very strange.

Whether it was the two fingers just now or the current Heartless Iron Hand, she was directly unable to break free after he got a hold of her.

In embarrassment and anger, Bai Yanran punched again. Zhou Hao casually threw the saber to the side and grabbed her left hand again.

"Ah? This…"

At this moment, let alone the people from the Sixth Elite Base, even the people from the Seventh Elite Base were dumbfounded.

The battle between Zhou Hao and Bai Yanran was indeed a little strange.

What they knew was that the two of them were fighting. Those who did not know would just think that the two of them were behaving like couples.

In the audience, Xu Ling's face was dark. Even though she knew that this was a difficult battle between Zhou Hao and Bai Yanran, she still could not help but feel this way.

Seeing Zhou Hao and Bai Yanran hug each other in a special posture, Xu Ling still felt an indescribable sourness in her heart.

"Let go!"

Bai Yanran was both ashamed and furious at this moment. She was completely speechless. Ever since she started cultivating, she had never experienced such a strange battle.

"I'm afraid that's not possible."

Zhou Hao shook his head. This Bai Yanran opposite him was very beautiful, but her attacks were very ferocious.

It was also because of the huge difference in strength between him and Bai Yanran. Otherwise, he would definitely be at a disadvantage in Bai Yanran's hands.

"Men and women shouldn't touch each other so casually. Let go of me!"

Bai Yanran struggled for a moment, and her usually calm face turned red.

She simply wanted to skin this Zhou Hao alive. Even if Zhou Hao fought her head-on, it would not be as awkward as it was now.

"Then you have to admit defeat." Zhou Hao nodded and said casually.

As long as Bai Yanran admitted defeat, the Sixth Elite Base would be considered to have lost. According to the agreement, the cultivation resources of the two elite bases would be divided equally in the future.

"Dream on."

Bai Yanran snorted. How could she admit defeat?

If she had known that Zhou Hao cultivated the secret technique "Heartless Iron Hand", she would have used a guerrilla tactic in her battle with Zhou Hao and would not have given him the slightest chance to approach her.

But now, it was too late.

Zhou Hao's hands were like the most firm iron pincers in the world. He held her hands tightly, preventing her from escaping at all.

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