"End. Complete victory!" Li Chunfeng praised.

Cuilong didn't say anything, but just frowned tightly at the field.

"Why are your whole expression?" Li Chunfeng was stunned when he saw him frowning.

When he looked at the field again, the female ninja moved. She stroked back with a short knife in her left hand. An Lingjing smiled faintly on her face, stretched out her left hand and grabbed her arm firmly. The pen in her right hand was filled with spiritual energy, and the wolf hair on the tip of the pen pierced a little like a needle, and blood immediately flowed down from the back of the female ninja's neck.

Due to Cuilong's unusual expression before, Li Chunfeng turned his attention to Sayaka's two partners. He was watching Jing Si and another Japanese man dressed in a warrior, and saw Jing Si's face calm, while the warrior had a mocking expression.

"Not good!" Seeing this expression, Li Chunfeng suddenly moved in his heart and blurted out: "Be careful of fraud!"

It was too late, the female ninja's arm was incredibly bent out of an angle that a normal person could not do. The sharp blade in his hand took An Lingjing's right arm holding the pen. An Lingjing was obviously not prepared enough, and the instant panic made him lose all the opportunity. In a hurry, his wrist was transported down, but as a scoop of blood rose, his right hand was already blurred with blood.

"Um!" An Lingjing shouted bitterly, turning over and flying backwards, while the female ninja chased her like a maggot with bones. The black light flashed in her hand, and her moves were always at the vital point of her opponent.

An Lingjing was knocked down after a few times of support. The female ninja raised the sharp blade in her hand and said coldly in a half-baked Chinese language: "Don't surrender. You're dead." The black light slashed down and grabbed An Lingjing's throat.

"Jamayron!" He said it in a flash, and it was almost the moment when the female ninja knife was scratched. Jing Si, who was watching from the side, suddenly spoke.

The female ninja's sword suddenly stopped less than a foot away from An Lingjing's neck.

Li Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was so dangerous. He immediately looked at Jing Si with thanks.

Jing Si smiled at him. Then he spoke to Sayaka on the stage that Li Chunfeng and others could not understand. Although he couldn't understand, Li Chunfeng was very familiar with the authentic island language. It made him feel very friendly to him.

After hearing Jing Si's words, Sayaxiang stood up without any hesitation, but did not leave An Lingjing's side and looked at him coldly.

"Let your friends surrender." Jing Si looked at Li Chunfeng and said with a kind smile: "Otherwise she won't come down."

"I admit defeat." Before Li Chunfeng could speak, An Lingjing said.

A person who knows the times is a hero, and if he continues to fight, he has no chance of winning. He immediately decisively admits defeat.

Li Chunfeng spread his hands at Jing Siyaoyao and signaled that it was done.

Sayaxiang obviously understood what An Lingjing was saying. She turned around and left him and walked towards the audience.

Walked to the military officer and poked his hand out.

The military officer obviously had not recovered from the series of scenes just now. He was standing there blankly until his hand reached under his nose. He realized what he should do. He immediately leaned over and wrote something on his small notebook, and then handed out the two ribbons.

Sayaxiang took the ribbon in his hand, looked at it with satisfaction, and then walked back to his team.

At this moment, Li Chunfeng had already rushed to the stage, helped An Lingjing up, and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

An Ling Jing Mantou's cold sweat, and smiled bitterly when he heard this, "It doesn't matter if the injury on his body is. Although that woman has made many strange tricks, her true energy is indeed not strong."

"This hand..." Li Chunfeng looked at his bloody hand from the beginning, and his right hand was held in his hand at this moment. Judging from the wound, it must have hurt the bone. To be honest, just like the scene just now, if An Lingjing hadn't decided to throw down his weapon immediately, this hand might have been cut off at this moment.

"This..." An Lingjing looked down and said, "The problem is not too big."

"It's not a big problem yet?" Li Chunfeng couldn't help asking just now, afraid that such a change would hurt his heart. But now it seems that An Lingjing doesn't seem to take his injuries seriously.

"Don't forget what I do." An Lingjing smiled and said, "Even if it is broken, I have a way to take it back. It's just a little effort."

"That's good." A big rock in Li Chunfeng's heart fell to the ground.

"What a pity." An Lingjing looked back in dissatisfaction. At this moment, Sayaxiang was respectfully handing the ribbon in his hand to Jing Si. Seeing this, An Lingjing said hatefully: "I originally wanted to find out the other party's background, but I didn't expect it to be a mistake. Without the ribbon, I'm afraid I can't help you any more."

"Don't talk about this now." Li Chunfeng said hurriedly: "It's important to recover from the injury now. Are you sure there will be no sequelae? Or I'll send you out now and let your master see. He has a clever method."

After hearing this, An Lingjing looked up at Li Chunfeng in a daze. After a while, he said softly: "You really treat me as a friend."

"What are you talking about?" Li Chunfeng said unhappily: "Aren't we friends long ago?"

"What I said is. What I said is." An Lingjing smiled repeatedly.

At this moment, they had already walked under the ring. Cuilong came up and asked softly: "Does it matter?"

"It seems that if you don't show your skills, you don't know that the power of the Xuanhutang is." An Lingjing was in a good mood and said loudly in a rare voice.

After saying that, he took out a small flat box from his arms. In Li Chunfeng's surprised gaze, he skillfully opened it with his left hand. There was a green ointment inside, exuding a faint fragrance.

An Lingjing placed the box on the ground, picked a little with his left hand, and evenly applied it to his injured right wrist.

"It's indeed a magic pill." Li Chunfeng's eyes stopped his bloody path when he saw the wound that had just been bleeding.

"Next, it depends on the guidance of my true energy." An Lingjing took out a white cloth from his arms, wrapped his wrist carefully, and then looked up and said, "Although it is not a big deal, I'm afraid I'm not very capable of fighting with others within a few days. Alas, it's said that he is an ally, but in the end it becomes a burden."

"I'm angry if you say this again." Li Chunfeng frowned and said, "Didn't I say it just now? We are friends."

"Yes, yes." Although An Lingjing was still smiling, her face still couldn't help but show a sad look. She whispered: "What can you do if these hands are ready immediately? I can only wave the flag and shout out to you outside the court."
Chapter completed!