Chapter 117 Andrea, come on stage!
Ian suddenly felt a violent squeezing feeling from his heart, as if his heart was pinched hard. He suffocated and dizzy immediately surged into Ian's perception, but at the same time, Ian also successfully got rid of Motley's fight. At the moment he was knocked away by Motley, Ian detonated the holy power buried in Motley's body with the explosive flame palm.
Motley, who was originally going to pursue the victory, suddenly felt a violent heat flow in his body, bursting from all over his body. Motley desperately wanted to use his holy power to suppress it, but it was useless at all. He could only watch the tendons and veins on his body bursting, like a balloon full of holes, with countless flame rays shot out of his body.
Ian looked at this scene and showed a rare smile. He knew that his plan had succeeded. However, the only thing that was not perfect was that Motley did not leave Ian too much time, otherwise Ian would be 100% sure to kill Motley. Ian's smile did not last long, so he covered his chest and protruded a mouthful of blood. Motley's punch had already hurt Ian's heart. Coupled with the previous injuries, Ian could not hold on for long.
In the stands, the audience exclaimed when they saw this scene. Everyone thought that Ian would definitely die this time, but who could have guessed that Ian actually made such a Jedi counterattack. With this move, even if Motley did not die, he would probably have lost all his combat power and could only be slaughtered by Ian.
On the ring, the rays on Motley's body gradually disappeared, and Motley knelt weakly on the ring, his eyes were already blurred. The outside world's guess about him was actually not accurate. Although Motley was not dead at this time, Ian's holy power had already penetrated into his tendons and veins. Now, his tendons and veins are broken. Even if he is not dead, his cultivation level is already destroyed.
"Cough.....cough cough, no, I didn't expect that I actually died, cough cough, died underestimating the enemy. If I had known, I would have exploded all my combat power at the beginning....cough cough cough, I would have exploded. I.....I hate...I hate!"
After a long roar to the sky, Motley fell completely on the ring, motionless. Seeing this scene, Ian pulled out the black blade from his waist, moved it step by step to Motley's side, and cut off Motley's head neatly with his trembling hands, raised it high towards the audience, let out a roar like a beast, and then fell on the ring.
At this time, the referee hurriedly ran to the stage. After announcing Ian's victory, he arranged a medical class and took Ian down for treatment. Icarol, who had been watching the game in the backstage, saw this scene, gently shook the red wine glass in his hand, and took a sip.
"I didn't expect that in just half a month, this kid had already mastered the fire of the Blasting Flame Palm. He was not arrogant or impatient, and always looked at everything with an absolutely calm attitude. With that strange talent and that hard-working attitude, if this kid doesn't die, he will be a powerful person in the future. I just hope that this kid will not go on the dark path."
After Ian was taken off the arena with a stand by the medical class, Jiawen hurriedly followed. Although Ian is seriously injured and unconscious, his chest still fluctuated. Seeing that Ian has not died, Jiawen felt relieved, but Jiawen was not in a good mood. Two members on their side were seriously injured and unconscious. However, there will be at least three games waiting for their team. Although Jiawen has no problem, Andrea is really hard to say.
Jiawen didn't know what happened to Andrea, but he always thought that Andrea was very brave, so he didn't dare to take action. In addition, Andrea is still at the early stage of the first-level holy power cultivator, so he would definitely lose when he came to power like this. There are three matches in the next, including the priest, assassin and the magic envoy. The magic envoy was probably lost. Jiawen just hopes that Andrea can last longer. As long as Will or Ian wake up, their points in this round can be at least five points.
"The next game, the Magic Envoy's Battle! Please ask the players from both sides to go on stage quickly. The team that has not been on stage for more than five minutes will be considered as abstention in this game!"
Soon, the referee's urging sound came to the ring, and Jiawen walked to Andrea and glanced at her.
"Andria, your opponent is a girl named Nona. Remember, don't sign a life-and-death contract. Will kill that Brar. I guess that woman should vent her anger on you. As long as you delay time as possible, just wait until any of Will or Ian wakes up, we will be basically stable."
Andrea felt sad when she looked at Jiawenyu's earnest instructions. This time, no one could rely on her. Ian and Will were fighting with their lives. Their two opponents had a much higher cultivation level than them, but with the determination to win, they won their game, although they paid a lot of money.
Andrea doesn't want to be a vase. If possible, she also hopes that others' focus on her is not her appearance or figure, but her Andrea's strength, and she also wants to be the object that others can rely on. However, Andrea cannot get over that hurdle. Perhaps it was Ian and Will who gave her the courage to give her this game that could have given up. She decided to give up and challenge her limits.
Andrea slowly walked onto the ring with a slow but resolute pace. Nona had been standing in the ring for two minutes. When she saw Andrea walking up, she immediately wanted to rush over. Fortunately, the referee stopped her behavior in time. Although this was a game, no one could take action before the referee called for the start.
Chapter completed!