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Page 150 [Chen Senran's Violence]

"What are the conditions?" Tedamir is not a fool. The thin man in front of him could completely bury his five hundred brothers and even himself in an avalanche before he could react. But the other party did not do this, but jumped down alone and faced more than five hundred long swords.

Of course, the other party is not a fool. He dared to jump down and even made a ridiculous request to make a duel with him. The other party has a bigger plan than killing him.

"You won..." Chen Senran stretched out a finger and pointed at Tedamir, "I'll let you go."

"So what did you win?" Tedamir knew that this was the key. Although the possibility of the other party winning him was almost zero, judging from all the other party's previous unrestrained layouts, this young man should not do things that he was unsure of.

"Let's talk about it when I win." Chen Senran shook his head and did not say the conditions for winning. It seemed that he himself did not have much hope for himself to win.

"How to compare?" Tedamir knew that the other party would never want to compete with him. Not to mention that the other party did not take weapons, even if the other party brought weapons, the knife just now would definitely let the other party know how powerful he was.

"Empty-handed." Chen Senran was not going to compete with the other party's barbarian king, who was famous for his fierce sword. The sword that was close to death just now made him feel even more afraid of the other party's long sword. What's more, when he was planning the whole thing, what supported this point was his own body.

His body has a terrible recovery power. After a long period of running-in, he can already exert a body that reaches up to 50% of the scarlet flame. Even if each of the five hundred men in front of him gave him a knife, he could definitely stand up again intact in a very short time.

"How can I win?" Tedamir said, handing the knife in his hand to his subordinates.

The barbarian warriors surrounding Chen Senran consciously retreated to the edge of the platform, leaving a large open space for this duel that seemed almost unsuspecting in their opinion.

"Whoever doesn't have the strength to swing his fist first will lose." Chen Senran's confident look when he said this made Tedamir frown, as if he felt that he had fallen into some trap.

However, Tedamir didn't say anything else, it was about the dignity of a king. Since he agreed, there was no excuse to retreat or regret.

So he just walked to the opposite side of Chen Senran, opened his muscular arms, nodded at Chen Senran and said, "Come on."

This seemed to him as his kindness to the slim man with a commendable courage and amazing mind.

"Are you insulting me?" Chen Senran didn't move. He looked at Tedamir and showed a disdainful expression. "If the so-called barbarian king only has such a mind, it would be really disappointing."

Hearing Chen Senran's words, the barbarian warriors around him roared angryly, because Chen Senran insulted their king, some people could not help but draw out the long sword again.

"I'm sorry, it's mine." Tedamir's expression didn't look so serious until this moment. He waved his hand to stop the restlessness of the people around him, and his body arched slightly, "I forgot, my respect for the enemy, and also my respect for the enemy."

As soon as his words fell, the man rushed out like a wolf, with an astonishing speed. The fierce attack even brought up a magnificent snow mist. This showed that Tedamir had shown his strength, and it also showed that he began to really seriously regard Chen Senran as an opponent.

The so-called "late-up" is often a joke on the critical battlefield. In the kind of life and death, one's sword is that he cut off the other's head first. So he took the lead.

The moment Tedamir's body rushed out, Chen Senran closed his eyes and opened the Way of Infinity, and his mental power quickly entered the world of water flow.

So despite the majestic momentum of Tedamir, the snow fog around him can also disturb the view. However, in the world of water, Chen Senran only saw an indomitable river that could penetrate any mountains and rivers.

"Ba" The low-pitched impact sounded in the empty snowy night.

Almost the moment Tedamir's fist rushed out of the snow fog in the sky and touched Chen Senran, Chen Senran's body was blown away.

"Karala--" The crisp sound like fried beans was extremely clear in the air. It was obvious that Chen Senran broke a lot of bones.

Tedamir glanced at the young man who had just stopped flying to the edge of the platform and was almost about to fall down. He exhaled and said, "Absent." At the moment when the fists collided, he had basically estimated the possible strength of the other party. If he fought head-on, the other party could only eat three punches and die completely.

He admired the courage and mind of the young man, so he was not ready to kill him.

Chen Senran, who stood up from the ground with some difficulty after three breaths, wiped the blood from his mouth, waved his arms and began to walk back to the center of the arena. As he walked, the air burst out with a crisp sound like fried beans. A flame-like light flowed by, and Chen Senran's arm, which had almost seen bones, healed at a speed like flying.

Until he walked to Tedamir for three yards, his injury had completely recovered. He looked at Tedamir and closed his eyes and said, "Continue."

Faced with the strangeness shown by this young man, Tedamir frowned again. It seemed that this young man relied on this terrible reply ability, otherwise he would never make a ridiculous request to duel with him.

But how many times can you use this ability? Tedamir pulled the corners of his mouth, and a trace of fighting spirit surged in his heart, and his whole person rushed out like a wolf again.

Facing the river that came towards him again, Chen Senran still did not choose to hide. In fact, he could use the magic of Wuji Tao to exceed the opponent's attacks in the first shot, but he did not do so because he knew that the only way to impress the men in front of him who were bleeding all day long was...

Shed more blood by yourself.

When the wolf-like Tedamir waved his bear-like fist and hit Chen Senran's fist again, Chen Senran was knocked away without any suspense.

After five breaths, Chen Senran walked back to the spot expressionless again, closed his eyes and said, "Continue."

Seeing this expressionless man standing firm again, everyone's heart was covered with a shadow, and was ruthless by this man's ruthlessness.

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