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The black-robed youth realized that if this dragged on, sooner or later, he would be defeated by Ke Yao Cen due to his exhaustion.

The black-robed youth, who had tried several times without being able to use brute force to break the whip on his neck, was already showing signs of rolling his eyes.

As the martial artists in the stands saw this intense scene, all of them began to sweat for the black-robed youth.

Noticing that Ke Yao Cen was still cold and indifferent, everyone subconsciously raised their hands to touch their necks.

Such a spicy girl was indeed the most malicious of women.

But in the ring, there was no such thing as morality.

It had always been the victors and the losers.

The two of them turned and their positions continued to change. After a period of ten breaths, the black-robed youth, who clearly felt that he was losing his strength, slightly lowered his body and steadied himself.

With his advantage in weight, for a moment, Ke Yao Cen could not do anything to him. He only saw the black-robed youth with his eyes closed, and his hands hanging down powerlessly to his sides.

The black-robed youth, who was trying his best to absorb the last bit of strength from his body and use his spiritual will to attack, actually used his last bit of strength to make a strange sound.

"Ga!"

This made everyone present extremely happy.

Other than Ke Yao Cen, who was still tightly holding the black-robed youth's throat with his bone whip, everyone burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahahahaha …"

"What was that sound just now?!"

"Damn... "This person must have been beaten up to such a state to make such a strange sound …"

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore …" "Hahahahahahahaha …"

Seeing that the black-robed youth had fainted, Ke Yuanqin did not dare to let down his guard. Even when he used too much strength in his thin arms, he was still trembling slightly.

It was only when he confirmed with his spiritual will that the young man lying on the ground was incapable of counterattack that Ke Yao Cen finally heaved a sigh of relief. Only then did his tensed nerves finally relax.

In the next moment, with a flick of her wrist, the snow-white bone whip disappeared.

Just as he was about to kick the black-robed youth out of the arena, he heard a shout of surprise from the stands and heard the frivolous voice of the black-robed youth.

"What a ruthless woman!" However... I like it, I'm sure you wouldn't expect me to fake my death, right?! Even though it was a little unfair to do so … However, for the sake of the Martial Arts Competition quota, this was the only way. "Don't worry, when my husband comes back, I will personally come and pamper you …"

The black robed youth held on to Ke Yao Cen from behind. The dagger that had dropped to the ground earlier reappeared on Ke Yao Cen's neck. The sharp blade had cut through Ke Yao Cen's flawless skin. A thin line of blood flowed out from the source of the wound.

It was no wonder that the black-robed youth who had been beaten senseless by Ke Yao Cen was now full of crap.

With his neck being stabbed by the youth in black, Ke Yao Cen did not doubt that he had lost his life in a fit of rage.

Ever since the black-robed youth had revealed himself, his speech and actions had never been measured by common sense. With this opportunity to be intimate with a crazed youth, the black-robed youth became even more impudent. He didn't forget to use his provocative eyes to sweep across the stands, a look of achievement on his face.

Upon seeing her arrogant attitude, Yu Shiyue, who was on the stage, wished that she could immediately rush to the arena to rescue Ke Yunchen, who was in a state of suffering.

However, even Ke Yao Cen, who was being held hostage by the black-robed youth, did not dare to act rashly, let alone Yu Shi Yue, who was weaker than Ke Yao Cen in the stands!?

In terms of the arena's current situation, with the dagger pressed against Ke Yao Cen's neck, he was unable to move at all. This match would most likely be challenged by the black-robed youth.

Although the actions of the black-robed youth seemed somewhat despicable.

But the rules were the rules. Even if he won with a despicable method, the black-robed youth would still win!

The victor was the king and the loser was the bandit!

No one could say anything!

Everyone present was silent as they watched the two people in the arena, their bodies pressed tightly together.

The black-robed youth was like a pervert as he buried his head behind Ke Yao Cen's ear and took a deep sniff.

He pursed his lips and maintained his indifferent expression even after experiencing such a frivolous act. He did not react intensely to being humiliated by the black-robed youth in such a manner in front of such a large crowd.

From this, it could be seen that Ke Yao Cen's mental fortitude was not ordinary.

Seeing that he did not resist, the youth in black robe reached out his hand and pinched him.

Soon after, he raised his hand to rub his nose, reflecting on the extraordinary feeling of being injured just now. He couldn't help but laugh out loud towards the sky.

"Hahahaha …"

Just at that moment, Ke Yuechan, who had been waiting for the black-robed youth to relax, slightly bent his knees and clenched his silver teeth, making his cheekbones stand out.

When his chin came into contact with the cold dagger, he suddenly stood up and moved towards the young man's lower jaw.

"Crack, crack …" A sound.

The man's jaw was dislocated by Ke Yao Cen.

His right arm, which was holding the dagger, loosened its grip out of instinct.

The long bone whip appeared in his hand once again!

She, who had endured for so long, finally exploded in anger at this moment.

Only to see her slender arms overlapping each other on the black-robed, young man's wrist.

When the man in black lost control of his body, Ke Yuanke used his shoulder as the axle and used a gorgeous shoulder throw to throw the man in black, who was tightly pressed against his back, several feet away.

The situation had changed once again.

This time, Ke Yao Cen decided to not give the black-clothed youth any more chances!

A cruel killing intent instantly filled Ke Yuanzen's face.

She slowly raised her head and whispered, "You know, you shouldn't have, you shouldn't have, angering me at this moment!"

"So what if I enrage you?!" The black-clothed man said coldly.

Ke Yao Cen's eyes gradually turned indifferent. He sighed.

"I've changed my mind. I wanted to warn you, but it was only then that I understood. To be kind and generous to people like you is an irreparable stupidity. "

"And then?!" The man in black said in disdain.

"Then I have to thank you. Master is right. Martial power can't solve all the problems, but it's the best way to get rid of them."

"Hahaha …" Then what do you want to do?! " The black clothed man wildly laughed, but he was secretly on guard in his heart, and only pretended to have a carefree look of interest.

"Pa Da …"

"I'm afraid …" he whispered, taking a step forward.0

"Pa Da …"

He said, "I am very afraid. Afraid that I will kill you if I am not careful!"

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