Chapter 2747: cut

"Flash, flash!"
Since Qin Shaofeng made a move, naturally he would not give Zhang Ruo any chance to speak.
Otherwise, in order for him to really hurt Zhang Ruo, who is at the ninth-level star position, he must use the flash strike.
As soon as the attack came out, it was not at all that Zhang Ruo could resist without blocking power.
Not to mention, he attacked Zhang Ruo's weak defenses.
In order to ensure the existence of his secret, the moment he succeeded in his first move, the continuous attacks continued to fly.
Every time Zhang Ruo flew up.
Moreover, it will leave a shallow scar on Zhang Ruo, which seems to have only come from an attack, but because of lack of strength, there will only be traces and no injuries.
In fact, the opposite is true.
Qin Shaofeng's attack was a real punch to the flesh, but it was not obvious on the surface under his special power like fighting a bull.
Seeing this, the crowd watching the game was completely stunned.
"What's going on? Qin Shaofeng just couldn't find a chance to make a shot, so he focused on this one for so long. Why did he use Zhang Ruo as a sandbag for this shot?"
"Is that Zhang Ruo just so weak? Or is Qin Shaofeng really that strong?"
"Could it be that Qin Shaofeng's attack was successful just after the farce just ended, and Zhang Ruo hadn't come to prepare in a hurry?"
Although the person who spoke last had more guesses.
And when he said this sentence, he was ready to be severely scolded by his peers, but he didn't expect that the voice would make everyone think.
"Looks like... this is true!"
"When I saw the referee shouting out the beginning, Zhang Ruo failed to converge all his energy and defense in the first time. It must have something to do with this."
"Forget it, just shut up! Anyway, Brother Qin Shaofeng can win, that's enough."
"Yes, enough!"
The voices of these people did not converge, causing them to spread far away and reach Zhang Ruo's ears.
After hearing this, Zhang Ruo was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!
A group of who don't know anything, but still like howling!
Where is Laozi not fully defending?
Because of the relationship with Senior Brother Jin Yangtian, I was more careful than before to prepare well, but Qin Shaofeng's speed was simply not what I could defend.
If I really don’t have the full defense and go on a business trip, might I not even have the chance to fight back?
Don't fight back yet!
I don't even have a chance to open my mouth now, I want to admit defeat!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Qin Shaofeng's attack position was very tricky. Every time he could find the moment when Zhang Ruo was about to speak, and every time he attacked, he would release the breath that Zhang Ruo had just sucked into his mouth.
Seven or eight times in a row.
Zhang Ruo found sadly that in Qin Shaofeng's hands, he was only qualified to make sandbags obediently.
How sad is this?
Who will help me!
"Elder Fan, please stop your nephew Qin Shaofeng! Our Qi Yaozong gave up this battle." Zheng Keshuang was helpless facing this upside-down battle.
If he does not speak again, Zhang Ruo will undoubtedly die.
"Oh? Give up?"
Fan Shaoqing turned her head'surprised', her voice slightly louder.
The intention is geometric, at least Qin Shaofeng suddenly realized.
Want to admit defeat?
The cold light flickered in his eyes, and between the electric light and the flint, the attack of the left hand went to Zhang Ruo's face again.
But just before his attack hit.
Zhang Ruo found out sadly that Qin Shaofeng's fist was still Qin Shaofeng's fist, and it had clearly become a short knife shining with cold light.
He clearly saw the knives, but he didn't even have the ability to fight back.
One move missed.
After that, he really entered under Qin Shaofeng's attack. He hasn't really landed once so far, so where can he talk about the power of fighting back?
Do not!
I don't want to die!
Zhang Ruo's thoughts were still in his mind, and the short knife in Qin Shaofeng's hand had already been cut through his throat.
The blood spurted out immediately.
When Zhang Ruo staggered to the ground, he could only stretch out his finger and point at Qin Shaofeng.
The blood in his eyes grew thicker.
I wanted to say something, but couldn't breathe at all. I could only watch the enemy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but couldn't even say a word.
"Boom!"
After three full breaths, Zhang Ruo's body fell down.
"Qin Shaofeng, you can really kill him!?"
Zheng Keshuang stood up abruptly, even though he thought he was Qin Shaofeng, he was determined to find a way to kill Zhang Ruo.
But the problem was that he had always believed that Qin Shaofeng had only a fifth-tier star position cultivation base, and under the full use of his body and martial skills, he did not have enough energy and blood to perform attacking martial arts.
But he did not expect that his thoughts were so naive.
It was precisely because of his naivety that Zhang Ruo died.
Because of this, he didn't question Qin Shaofeng's killing Zhang Ruo, but asked such a sentence.
"Why can't I kill him?"
Qin Shaofeng retracted the black demon, panting for a false and rough breath, and looked at Zheng Keshuang nonchalantly, saying: "Isn't it just a small ninth-tier star position? Even if he is the pinnacle star-position cultivation base, planted in my hands, I dare to kill too!"
It was obvious that some donkey lips were wrong in his answer.
But after he said these words, Zheng Keshuang nodded in satisfaction and sat back again.
Believe it?
probably not.
Qin Shaofeng thought in his heart: He should remain skeptical, but he knew that it was impossible to ask me anything, so he didn't ask anything.
Tomorrow's battle, I am afraid it is not as simple as imagined.
He thought about it.
In the sound of the referee's announcement, he stepped off the ring.
"Next game, Zhao Ziyu of the Seven Star Gate, Qi Yao Zongchen will fall."
It was the opponent of Qi Yaozong again, the difference was that this time when the Seven Stars went out, it was Zhao Ziyu, the most mysterious in the entire battle.
Because of the previous battle, the people of Tier Nine Star Position regarded Zhao Ziyu as a great enemy, and Chen Luo, who was the cultivation base of the peak position, also frowned.
"How did I get such an opponent?" Chen Luo's brows suddenly frowned.
"Chen Luo!"
Just as Chen Luo wanted to leave, she was attracted by the sound coming from her side.
Looking back, he saw Jin Yangtian, whose blood-red color had not completely receded in his eyes, looked at him.
"That Zhao Ziyu has a problem. Your cultivation base is definitely not his cultivation base, and it is difficult for you to hurt him in Fan Yuze's way. It doesn't matter if you don't fight this time!" Jinyang Tiandao.
Such a sentence caused Chen Luo to be stunned and asked in doubt: "Even if I am not his opponent, I can at least help you get through his knowledge and find out his martial arts skills, so that everyone can study carefully at night. Isn't the way to deal with him?"