211: C211 Take a Round

C211 Take a Round

Boom boom!

Crack!

Ah!

Wang Xiaojian's fist smashed onto Zhao Huoming's body.

The sound of bones breaking sounded again.

Zhao Huoming's body flew up into the sky, and then turned into a parabola, falling down and smashing into the stage.

Puchi ~

Zhao Huoming was severely injured, all his internal organs trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His spirit instantly withered as he held his hands together, wanting to stand up. However, a heart-wrenching pain immediately followed, causing him to once again let out a shrill scream.

Ahh!

"Second Young Master!"

Below the stage, in the audience, there were some people who were shocked and called out to Zhao Huoming.

"His legs were broken!"

"His hand seems to have been broken."

"This is too miserable!"

"Lee Bai is actually so strong, and his attacks are actually so ruthless."

"…"

Whispering voices sounded from below the stage, and the people in the audience were all stunned.

Zhao Huoming's supporters screamed in pain, thinking that Wang Xiaojian was too ruthless.

Wang Xiaojian's supporters let out cheers as well.

"I didn't even see it clearly before Zhao Huoming was sent flying."

"Yeah. Lee Bai is too powerful, he is truly a martial artist! "

In the audience seating, Wang Zhaojun and Daji were sitting together.

Wang Zhaojun's peerless face revealed a smile. She turned to Daji at the side and said, "This guy actually said she wanted to break Wang Xiaojian's legs. Wang Xiaojian's leg is not that easy to hit. "

Daji smiled lightly and said, "Mn. Elder Sister Zhaojun. Master is the most powerful. No one is his match. "

"En!"

On the stage, Wang Xiaojian held his sword, and walked in front of Zhao Huoming.

Seeing how Zhao Huoming, a moment ago, was arrogantly proclaiming that he would break his legs, yet now, his face was covered in sweat, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a mocking smile.

"Zhao Huoming, you think you can break my legs?"

Zhao Huoming's face was pale and his forehead was perspiring.

At this moment, after hearing Wang Xiaojian's ridiculing words, the anger in his heart was no longer, but fear.

Only after personally fighting, did he know that Wang Xiaojian's strength was actually this terrifying.

He was not a match for Wang Xiaojian at all.

However, what was laughable was that he had actually said those words so innocently, about to break his legs.

In the end, his legs were broken.

On the stage, the middle-aged judge looked at Zhao Huoming and his expression became ugly.

He was the referee of this arena. Before the match, he had also been looked after by his superiors.

Whenever someone attacked Lee Bai, no matter how excessive it was, they would always turn a blind eye.

But he didn't expect this to be the result.

Zhao Huoming, who was originally going to deal with Lee Bai, was instead beaten up. His chest was stabbed, and both his legs and feet were broken.

At this time, walked in front of Zhao Huoming with his sword in hand, afraid that something bad might happen to Second Young Master Zhao. He raised his hand immediately and said: "The competition is over, Lee Bai wins!"

Wang Xiaojian frowned, he was extremely disappointed.

He had wanted to leave an unforgettable impression on Zhao Huoming with his sword, but he did not expect the judge to say that the competition was over.

However, right after, he smiled stealthily.

Both of Zhao Huoming's legs and hands were broken, so he probably wouldn't be able to recover for a few months.

And for a martial artist, such a severe injury was enough to affect their martial arts talent.

Even if Zhao Huoming was cured, his achievements in this life would be very limited.

Such a lesson was enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.

The rest of the personnel from Groom Contest rushed up the stage and carried Zhao Huoming off the stage.

Wang Xiaojian laughed and also walked down the stage.

Below the stage, all the Heaven's Pride from Son-in-law Mansion looked at Wang Xiaojian in shock.

They had seen Wang Xiaojian's literary talent before, but they had never thought that he possessed such terrifying strength.

To be able to defeat a three star spirit general Zhao Huoming in a few moves, that was no ordinary feat.

Moreover, he even broke both of Zhao Huoming's hands and legs.

This was the second young master of Zhao Family.

How dare he!

Wang Xiaojian walked all the way to his side.

Tian Hailiang looked at Wang Xiaojian, his expression turning ugly.

Earlier, he had suggested that Zhao Huoming cripple him, but now, Wang Xiaojian had decisively "killed" Zhao Huoming.

To him, this was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

However, his face revealed a fierce expression.

Because, even if Wang Xiaojian defeated Zhao Huoming, it was nothing impressive.

Zhao Huoming was a Second Young Master of the Zhao Family, but compared to his, a core disciple of the Thunder Knife Sect, there was a huge gap.

He believed that Wang Xiaojian was definitely not his match.

And they also believed that once they met, Wang Xiaojian's fate would be even worse than Zhao Huoming's!

The competition had not stopped just because Zhao Huoming had been carried out. However, because Zhao Huoming had been cleanly killed, many people looked at him differently.

There was even more respect.

Wang Xiaojian was in a very good mood after winning a match.

He was never someone who would suffer a loss.

And Zhao Huoming was asking for trouble by breaking his legs.

In the distance, on top of the Guest Seat, Princess Ying Wen's gaze landed on Stage D, and she also saw the faint smile on Wang Xiaojian's face.

After all, she had heard of Lee Bai's name before.

When he went up on stage, he paid a little attention to it.

She thought that Lee Bai would be defeated by Zhao Huoming, but the results exceeded her expectations.

She curled her red lips, looked at Gui Yuan, and said: "Eunuch Gui, is that the Lee Bai that Li Gao wanted you to take care of?"

Gui Yuan's expression became a little ugly, and he said: "That's right, Princess. He was Lee Bai, the one who mocked his majesty with poetry. The old servant was wrong about his strength. I never thought that the Zhao Family Second Young Master would not be his match. "

"However, this old servant still has other arrangements. Lee Bai will definitely not escape from this old servant's grasp. "

"En!"

Ying Wen nodded indifferently, she stared at Wang Xiaojian, her eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

What Wang Xiaojian did not know was that, Ying Wen's gaze fell on him again.

He watched the matches on the stage as he waited for his second match.

There were almost twenty people in the entire Group D arena.

And if he wanted to obtain the top two, he would need to fight at least three matches.

It could be said that this was the preliminaries for Groom Contest.

Wang Xiaojian's mood was extremely relaxed.

His goal was to become the champion and he did not put the preliminaries in his eyes at all.

His goal was to become the champion and he did not put the preliminaries in his eyes at all.

However, while Wang Xiaojian was waiting patiently, he still felt the hostility in his gaze.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to look. He saw a young man walking towards him with a dark expression on his face.

The young man had a well-proportioned body and was dressed in embroidered clothes. He looked somewhat similar to Zhao Huoming.

He walked until he was in front of Wang Xiaojian, and the expression on his face became even more sinister.2

"Zhao Shixin?"

Wang Xiaojian said, looking at the handsome and well-dressed man in front of him, his face revealing a playful smile.

Wang Xiaojian recognized the other party. This was the Eldest Young Master of Zhao Family, Zhao Shixin.

He had just beaten up the Zhao Family Second Young Master and this Zhao Family Eldest Young Master came out.

However, he didn't seem to be in the same arena as her.

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