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Chapter 2: Desperate Counterattack

Liu Feng looked at Liu Chan who was kicking in the air, and his first reaction was not panic, but a hint of envy. Thinking of his embarrassment when he climbed up the platform one after another, he really envied Liu Chan's strength.

Just when the kick was so close that it could not be close and was about to kick him, Liu Feng woke up. He panicked and wanted to avoid it, but soon found that all retreats were blocked and there was no way to avoid it. What's more, their strength gap was too big. Even if they were almost avoided, he would never be able to deal with Liu Chan who was already close.

Liu Feng's face was gray, and his eyes showed a smile that seemed to be relieved, and he only said in his heart: Die, Liu Feng!

At that time, Liu Chan's feet with a thousand-pound force had already hit Liu Feng's lower abdomen. Because he completely gave up resistance, Liu Feng's body was even knocked out high. "Crack!" The sound of a broken rib on his body was heard.

Except for the fact that he was kicked instinctively groaned, Liu Feng's face in the air did not have the fear and pain he should have, as if he was kicked was not his own body. Liu Feng's eyes became blurred and distracted as he listened to the whistling wind in his ears.

But he continued to think as if no one else was around: My death will bring my mother's life. Even if I die in such a cowardly form, I am no longer a waste. Haha, if there is a next life...

"Bang!" Liu Feng felt a violent dizziness and fell heavily on the other side of the platform. It seemed that several ribs had broken.

He seemed to be reluctant to pay attention to his physical condition, but his last sentence was clearly and firmly echoed in his heart, "I will not be... a waste..."

Liu Feng did not breathe, his whole body twitched violently for a few times, and finally his throat became hot and he vomited a mouthful of blood. "Never!" He added two more words to his heart.

On the other side of the platform, Liu Chan, who was fluttering in white clothes, was standing there unscathed. He had put away his posture when he kicked Liu Feng away, but stood there with his eyes narrowed and looked at Liu Feng carefully. He didn't say anything. If he read correctly, Liu Feng, who was kicked away by him, seemed to be raised in the air, and he was actually relieved. There must be a ghost!

"Liu Feng is not stupid, right? He doesn't know how to avoid it. I think Liu Chan's kick should be able to solve the battle. Look at Liu Feng's bear-like appearance lying there!"

"One move, just one move, Liu Chan won."

The onlookers all showed disappointment, and they expressed their words. They also wanted to see Liu Feng dodge and run towards the mouse, which would be wonderful.

Uncle Liu looked at Liu Feng, who was obviously seriously injured on the stage, and his blue shirt was covered in blood. A gleam and a sadness flashed in his eyes. He looked around with some regret and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that if you can practice, it's unknown if you become an amazing practitioner with such an attitude of indifferent to life and death!"

Without strength, it will be difficult to survive in this continent. People who live at the bottom will be trampled by millions of people to live the most miserable life. This is the consensus of every family.

Suddenly, Liu Chan spoke. He stared at Liu Feng with a cunning temptation in his eyes, but he said a cold mockery: "Baby, if you don't have strength, don't show off. You should be glad that this is in the family. If you are outside, you will have the consequences of overestimating yourself. Ants must have the awareness of an ant. Deacon, have I won?"

The deacon casually looked at Liu Feng lying on the ground, with a faint sneer of contempt at the corner of his mouth, and said without any hesitation, "I announce, Liu Chan..."

"I... haven't lost yet, I can't end!"

For a moment, everyone was uproared. The deacon stared at the shaking and twitching all over. Liu Feng supported himself in a strange posture, and finally stood up. He didn't know how many bones were broken, but he breathed violently a few times, but he still tried to straighten his back to stand firmly.

At this moment, the deacon had an illusion that a powerful spiritual charm seemed to be opened in his thin body. He practiced against the heavens, opened up the innate spiritual charm, condensed the eternal magic weapons, the decay of gods, the heaven and earth were fragile, and I was immortal and realized the eternal path of eternal eternal eternal life!

The onlookers could see that the power of the kick just now, not to mention the first level of Qi Ling, even the third level of Qi Ling did not dodge or dodge, and could not stand up. Now Liu Feng stood up and looked at the middle-aged deacon one by one to see how he dealt with it.

Everyone did not see that another person on the stage, Liu Chan, had an unpredictable cold sneer on the lips.

According to the clan rules, those who can stand up in battle will not lose unless they admit defeat or are beaten to death.

Uncle Liu looked at Liu Feng who seemed to be able to fall down with a blow, and could only sigh constantly. Only he knew why Liu Feng did all this, but this matter was no longer something he could interfere.

"Deacon!" Liu Feng didn't say much. Just standing here soberly, he was almost exhausted of all his will. He just stared at the middle-aged deacon, and his body gradually became less twitching. It seemed that he was silently explaining that he still had the power to fight.

"According to the clan rules, the competition continues!"

The middle-aged deacon announced calmly.

He was not optimistic about how long Liu Feng could last. Even if Liu Feng's will to die just now made his heart beat by a trait. Only when the strength difference is not too large, the will of the cultivator will appear extremely precious. He only needs to wait a little longer and believe that he can continue to judge the result just now.

"Liu Chan, go ahead! Destroy him!"

"Hurry up and make up your feet! It's really boring to compete with the waste."

Liu Chan smiled so happily. He walked towards Liu Feng step by step, but his eyes emitted a cruel light like a jackal: "Liu Feng, are you mistaken? Do you think I, Liu Chan, wouldn't see the despicable little thoughts of you, a waste? You want to die with my hand and then get the pension for your waste mother, but I won't let you succeed!"

"You..." A strong anger erupted in Liu Feng's eyes, but more of the panic and despair that was exposed.

"Haha, how do you want to say I know? In fact, if you are not panic now, I will just assume that you have guessed wrong. It is really not easy to imagine that being a human being can live to such a coward."

"Bang bang!" Liu Chan punched Liu Feng with his fist, and his fist was as good as he could. Under each punch, Liu Feng was in a state of skin and his injuries worsened, but he could not die, just like he could not survive or die.

"Why? I can't even ask for death?" Liu Feng squirted out a mouthful of blood and roared unwillingly.

"Without strong strength, your life and death cannot be controlled by yourself. You must be controlled by us who are stronger than you. Now Liu Feng, do you feel very painful? You can't even ask for death!"

As if he noticed what Liu Feng was thinking, Liu Chan punched him, grinned and said with a white teeth, as if he was talking to Liu Feng, and it seemed like he was talking to him.

Liu Feng lay on the ground, looking at the proud Liu Chan standing there in front of him, holding his trembling hands tightly, trying to climb off the battlefield. The three-meter-high battle platform, coupled with Liu Feng's current injury, would definitely fall to death.

However, Liu Chan, who had been paying attention, did not give him a chance at all. He stepped on his hand with thick soles. With the powerful stomp, Liu Feng's hand bones made a giggle, and the hand bones were broken and painful. Liu Chan showed a cruel smile on his face and said, "Hmph, did I let you die? Get back to me!"

Don't want the battle to end so soon, Liu Chan raised her foot and stepped on Liu Feng, kicking him back to the center of the battle station.

The people around were different from the shocking sounds in the past. They all became silent and put themselves in their shoes. They did not have the courage to die than to suffer such inhumane abuse.

Looking at Liu Feng who was constantly tortured, they couldn't say the sadness that they couldn't say. No one thought Liu Chan did something wrong, and no one thought that Liu Feng's choice was wrong. If you want to blame him, you blame Liu Feng for his lack of strength.

"Crazy."

The heavy rain that had accumulated in the thick clouds finally broke out at this time, like tears, pouring rain, strong winds, lightning and thunder.

Under the rain, the wounds all over Liu Feng's body were washed by the rain, and the pain stimulated his nerves. Looking at Liu Chan, who was walking step by step with ridicule, Liu Feng's pale face was not a trace of blood, and he allowed the rain to drip.

Suddenly, his whole body shook, and a picture appeared in his mind. In the thick clouds, it was like several thunder dragons rolling, intertwined with lightning roar, and the arc of electric flowers drifted across the space. At this moment, the thunder dragon as big as a thumb in his Dan Sea moved and contacted the thunder dragon again. This feeling of being able to control lightning came again.

"I can't die, I won't let you have a good time!"

Liu Feng, who had lost the right to choose to die on the battlefield, felt like a ball of flames igniting, and blood was boiling. The extremely crazy Liu Feng seemed to have a powerful force supporting him to stand up.

Liu Chan smiled contemptuously, strolling in the rain, and did not care about Liu Feng's abnormal behavior. In his opinion, Liu Feng is interesting now, just like a beast struggling to make a name for himself. Otherwise, if he wins, he will be defeated without any force. It would be better to torture this waste more.

"Liu Chan, end the battle at a speed!"

The middle-aged deacon could not stand it anymore, but he would not participate in the battle on the stage. Now it was raining, he reminded him that this would satisfy Liu Feng's deceased ambition as soon as possible.

Under this heavy rain, there were only a few times when everyone watched the battle in the heavy rain.

No one expected that when the rain came, Liu Feng, who was hopeless to die, had earth-shaking changes. He had pain all over his body and looked at the sky with confused eyes. At this moment, Liu Feng felt as if he could wave his hand to the thunder dragon in his body and direct the lightning in the sky.

When Liu Chan heard the deacon's urging, she immediately nodded, jumped high and kicked Liu Feng.

"Stir" a lightning bolt like a triangle fork fell from the sky, forming a line between the sky and the earth. Lightning penetrated into Liu Chan's body. "Hearing" lightning lights were twitching in the air, and Liu Chan's body twitched in the air, twisting irregularly.

Everyone onlookers were all numb, and a burnt smell poured into everyone's noses.

With a "bang", the leaping high Liu Chan fell to the ground.

After the paralysis recovered, everyone saw Liu Chan's body was covered in white clothes. At this time, she was extremely burnt and black smoke was still emitting. It was faintly revealed that her body had turned into charcoal. Her whole face was lacquered and black, and her hair was burnt out, as if she had just crawled out of the black charcoal. She couldn't even feel a faint breath.

"What's going on? Liu Chan was struck to death by lightning!"

Suddenly, everyone was stunned and their hearts rose: Don’t show off, otherwise you will be struck by lightning.

However, no one contacted Liu Feng with this strange thing.

Liu Feng, not far from Liu Chan, was arching his body and breathing heavily. When he controlled the lightning, his head felt like a knife was cut.

Although Liu Feng was in pain, he was extremely excited. He endured the pain and stood up shakingly, weakly speaking to the middle-aged deacon in the audience: "Is he dead? So, did I win?"

"I announce that Liu Feng will win!"

The middle-aged deacon was stunned for a moment, feeling Liu Chan, who had no breath, finally nodded and announced loudly.
Chapter completed!
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