Zhuo Yiwen laughed wildly under Su Zheng's fist, as if he was still very happy to be beaten. This is rare in ancient times.

The person next to him was surprised to see Zhuo Yiwen's amazing recovery. "The Five Elements Divine Art is really too strong. With such amazing recovery, who else would be his opponent?"

Even the Fatty and the others were anxious when they saw that Zhuo Yiwen's recovery was as good as Su Zheng's lethality, "What should I do? Is there nothing he can do?"

When Chen Chuanxing and the King of Swords saw this scene, they shook their head helplessly and said, "Su Zheng and Zhuo Yiwen have the same realm. If his attack power cannot be greater than Zhuo Yiwen's recovery, then this battle will only be a draw in the end, but because it is a challenge, the result will only be Su Zheng losing."

"Damn it, I've reached this point, but I can't defeat him. That guy's martial arts are so annoying. How could there be such a disgusting martial arts?" The fat man gritted his teeth in hatred.

Even Cheng Jinghong and Zhan Tianxing shook their heads.

This is not that Su Zheng is not strong enough, but that the opponent's martial arts are too perverted.

"Hahaha...you can't beat me, hahaha..."

Zhuo Yiwen laughed loudly under Su Zheng's fist.

Now he has no strength to fight back, otherwise he will have to interrupt recovery, but once the recovery is interrupted, it will break the current balance.

So Zhuo Yiwen did not resist and let Su Zheng's fist fall on him. After every attack, his wood-type martial arts would quickly recover from his injuries.

Seeing this scene, Su Zheng also frowned, and continued to increase his strength in his hands, bombarding Zhuo Yiwen with violent force.

But the latter's recovery is really amazing.

"Is it really impossible to break? I don't believe it!"

Su Zheng suddenly stopped, flew back, then grabbed the Qilin knife inserted on the ground, and then slashed Zhuo Yiwen out.

laugh……

Zhuo Yiwen's golden bodyguard was cut into a hole, and blood was shot out with a sneer, but with a flash of green light, the wound was immediately repaired.

"I told you that it's useless. Even if your knife is sharp, it can only cause me to suffer a little skin injury. You can't kill me at all, hahaha..."

Zhuo Yiwen grinned and then laughed at him again.

Su Zheng stared at Zhuo Yiwen's wound tightly, and saw the blood spilled on the ground. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Although your recovery is amazing, it cannot cover up the fact that you have been injured. You will still bleed. Then I want to see how much blood you can bleed!"

As he said that, Su Zheng carried the Mo Qilin and started slashing at Zhuo Yiwen again frantically.

Silent...

Zhuo Yiwen's body was constantly chopped and blood splattered. Although his wound was quickly repaired, the pain of being chopped still made Zhuo Yiwen grin.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

Zhuo Yiwen gritted his teeth, and the pain in the ninja decided to fight Yu Su Zheng to the end.

Silent...

Su Zheng's knife became faster and faster, and Zhuo Yiwen's blood became more and more. At first, Zhuo Yiwen could still endure the pain of being chopped, but gradually as the wounds became more and more, he couldn't bear it anymore.

laugh……

"ah……"

Zhuo Yiwen hummed out in pain, and then immediately gritted his teeth.

Sneer...again again.

"Ah...I'm not afraid of you!"

Zhuo Yiwen gritted his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his face began to twist.

Silent...

"ah……"

When the people outside the field saw Zhuo Yiwen's pain but persistent appearance, they were silent for a moment.

Soon everyone couldn't stand it anymore and turned their heads one by one.

"It's so miserable, it's simply terrible!"

"Yes, it hurts when I look at me."

"This incident tells us again. Don't offend Demon Su, otherwise life is worse than death!"

Time passed by bit by bit, and Su Zheng had already cut no less than a thousand swords. Zhuo Yiwen's combat power had been stained with blood, but there was no wound on his body, and it was repaired by the amazing recovery.

Although Zhuo Yiwen held on, his face was extremely pale, and even his standing began to stagger.

This is a sign of excessive blood loss.

The fat man looked at Zhuo Yiwen still holding on and couldn't help but say, "Why do you have to be so serious? He has suffered such a great sin. This is really a knife to cut. If it were me, I would rather not have such strong recovery than die early."

Jin Tian also echoed next to him: "Yes, but I really admire this guy. He could endure the pain. If I were to admit defeat."

On the field, Zhuo Yiwen was almost crying when he heard the discussion around him.

He wanted to admit defeat, but he lost too much blood, causing his throat to dry, and at this moment he didn't even sound in pain.

Su Zheng slashed Zhuo Yiwen's body with another knife. A wound appeared on the latter's body, but no longer blood was oozing out. Only a little blood was oozing out of the wound.

He has no blood to shed.

Zhuo Yiwen's face shook fiercely, he opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely and weakly: "Stop chopping, I'll admit defeat..."

But his voice was so low that it was almost unaudible.

Although Su Zheng heard it, he pretended not to hear it, and continued to slash Zhuo Yiwen's body, and shouted: "Didn't you say that as long as you don't die, you won't be defeated? You are not dead yet!"

Swish swish swish swish...

While speaking, Su Zheng slashed more than a dozen times. Zhuo Yiwen's body became numb because of pain. Seeing that there was not even a trace of blood in the wound, he wanted to cry without tears.

If you chop down again, you can't stand it even if you have amazing recovery.

In the sky, Elder Jianghai was shocked by Zhuo Yiwen's amazing recovery and strong perseverance, and exclaimed in surprise: "I didn't expect that Zhuo Yiwen had such great perseverance, and he was chopped without blood, so he refused to admit defeat. This guy has a bright future!"

Fortunately, Zhuo Yiwen didn't hear this, otherwise he would definitely cry bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to admit defeat, it's because I admit defeat, you can't hear it!"

Originally, Zhuo Yiwen could have stopped exercising his skills, let Su Zheng defeat himself in one go, and then admit defeat.

However, as Su Zheng used his sword to get more and more fierce, the strength in his body became weaker and weaker. He was afraid that once he stopped operating his recovery power, he would be killed by Su Zheng.

That's why he held on and didn't dare to stop running and recover.

This led to his current tragic scene.

Su Zheng ignored it at all and slashed at Zhuo Yiwen. The amazing sound of the knife sounded numb.

"I gave in, stop killing, I gave in..."

Zhuo Yiwen kept shouting to Su Zheng, but Su Zheng pretended not to hear it. His voice was very small, so the people outside the venue could not hear it.

Under the double blow of spirit, Zhuo Yiwen could no longer withstand it and fainted from his eyes.
Chapter completed!