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C1199

1"Ding …"

"Ding …"

"Ding …"

Three inaudible sounds came from the arena.

There were many broken pieces of jade hairpins scattered beneath his feet.

Even though his attack had failed, he had only used it to cover up his real attack.

At this moment, he had already rushed to a spot about 20 feet in front of Ke Yao Cen. He shouted angrily.

"Rampage Emperor Fist!"

This person was so dishonest that even his attacks were very vulgar.

The black robed youth's fist was about to land on Ke Yao Cen's chest.

A cold light flashed in Ke Yao Cen's eyes and his figure instantly disappeared.

The black-robed youth, who had been frozen in mid-air, suddenly turned his body with the force coming from his waist.

He stretched out his arms and swept them behind him.

"Whiz …"

However, the scene where the expected punch landed on Ke Yao Cen appeared …

On the other hand, the black youth's forearm was wrapped tightly by the whip under the effect of inertia.

He tried his best to struggle free, but failed to do so at the first moment. Instead, he was pulled back by Ke Yao Cen. He staggered and fell to the ground.

Sighs grew louder in the stands. Those warriors who had thought that the black-robed youth was stronger than a woman like Ke Yao Cen all opened their eyes wide, speechless.

Damn, just like that? Can you do it?! "

"Shh..."

Crap … "How tragic …"

The black-robed youth quickly got up and pulled down the long whip from Kao Yao Cen. At last, he no longer dared to belittle Ke Yao Cen's strength.

He had thought that victory was already in his grasp.

He didn't expect that he would suffer two consecutive losses from his love rival, and the booing from the stands made the black-robed youth even more upset.

"Shut up!"

He turned his head around and shouted furiously at the stands.

Not only did the place where the clamor was the most lively not cower under the intimidation of the black-robed youth, it instead retorted with a growing voice.

"Vicious your head..."

"You can't even beat a woman and you're still trying to show off your strength. I wonder what's so mighty about you …"

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out for …"

"Enough, enough, don't bother with him. After all … "A dog that doesn't know how to bite people, it barks the most happily …"

The words that were constantly transmitted into the black-robed youth's ears were almost one-sided in their favor towards Ke Yao Cen.

For him, the most important thing right now was not the cheers from the warriors in the stands, but knowing that it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He needed to counter attack as soon as possible to turn the situation around.

Otherwise, if he was dragged by the nose like that, it would be even more disadvantageous for him.

Under this double pressure, the black-robed youth had no choice but to reveal his true abilities.

"Primeval Mantra Sound!"

The youth's cheeks swelled, and the blood vessels on his face bulged. His facial expression was extremely hideous as he howled at the place where Ke Yunchen was standing.

The ear-piercing sound made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable.

This was under the condition that Old Man Han forbade isolation.

On the arena stage, Ke Yao Cen naturally took unparalleled damage.

Her delicate body curled up into a ball as she stood on the spot with great difficulty. Her face was filled with pain as she held her forehead. She didn't even bother to throw the bone whip in her hand not far away from where she was on the ground.

Under the torture and unguarded situation, it was not easy to get such a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack. How could the black-robed youth let it go?

With anger towards the two humiliations made by Ke Yao Cen before he recovered, he instantly appeared in front of him.

Under the attack of the black-robed youth's telepathic thoughts, as if he had received a heavy blow to his abdomen, Ke Yunhai's body bent forward and remained motionless facing the arena floor.

Suppressing the pain in his spiritual will had already taken all his strength. There was no time for him to defend.

The black-robed youth landed on the ground, one arm's length away from Ke Yao Cen. He swung his right leg and stopped in mid-air for a moment to gather his strength. Then, he raised his knee to his abdomen, hooked his foot, and sent a Knee Strike toward Ke Yao Cen's face.

"Bam!"

With a dull thud, the youth's knee hit his forehead.

Fortunately, in this critical moment, Ke Yuanzen finally regained consciousness from the black robed youth's spiritual will attack.

After suffering a heavy blow to his forehead, he fell backwards towards the arena.

Ke Yao Cen gradually regained some of his consciousness and resisted the pain of his head splitting open.

The tip of his foot pointed into the air as he somersaulted backward gracefully to put some distance between him and the black-robed youth. He looked very much like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the black-robed youth, who still had some lingering energy left in his heart, hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue him. He did not leave any opportunity for Ke Yao Cen to catch his breath.

With a flash of his hand, he took out a dark golden dagger and held it close to his wrist.

He quickly raised his hand and drew the bone whip back into his hand.

He held his hands up in front of his body to block the attack, and took the initiative to meet the golden dagger in the black-robed youth's hand.

The two immortal treasures collided with each other, and sparks flew out from the point of contact.

With the help of the tenacity of the bone whip, Ke Yao Cen, who had rich combat experience, did not use brute force to fight back.

His upper body slightly leaned backwards, barely dodging the trajectory of the dagger. He then exerted his strength into his hands and used the joints and whips to tightly wrap the dagger.

After making sure that the dagger was tightly locked by the long bone whip, Ke Yuanzen patted the young man's chest and gave him a chicken leg.

At the same time, he pulled back his hand that was gripping the bone whip. The dagger flew out of his hand and was thrown to the side by Kuirman.1

The black-robed youth did not expect that his Immortal technique, which always had the ability to catch people off guard in battle, would be so easily broken by Ke Yao Cen.

After being slightly surprised for a moment, he was just about to use his spiritual will to attack the immortal spell again and chase Ke Yuanqin off the arena.

Not waiting for the black-robed youth to move, the long whip in his hand made a sonic boom in the air. After slightly adjusting its angle, the whip instantly wrapped around the black-robed youth's neck.

Under the deliberate control of Ke Yao Cen, the strong tenacity bone whip rapidly contracted, causing the youth in black to temporarily suffocate.

Looking at the black robed youth's face, which had turned purple due to lack of oxygen, Ke Yao Cen tightly gripped the long whip in his hand, ready to fight. Then, he changed directions as the black robed youth struggled.

As for the black-robed youth, the only thought in his mind was to quickly remove the damned thing that was wrapped around his neck.

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