Chapter 382 What are you laughing at? You will be beaten if you go

The moment Tengxi saw that Zhangzhen's steps were a little unsteady.

Teng Xi knew that the poison he had just quietly implanted into Zhang Zhen's body had begun to take effect.

Now they just need to wait quietly for a quarter of an hour and they can easily defeat Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen opened his right palm and touched the black oval on his side.

He disappeared in the blink of an eye and then appeared next to Jiuci.

Zhang Zhen took advantage of Jiu Ci's unpreparedness, grabbed Jiu Ci's arm, and then threw him to the audience.

"Hmm!" Fortunately, at the critical moment, Jiu Ci summoned the wings behind him, so he barely avoided falling off the stage.

(Jiu Ci: Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise it would be so embarrassing. Li Bao is still watching from the audience.)

After throwing Jiuci away, Zhang Zhen immediately attacked Teng Xi.

The Phantom Sky Scimitar and the Poison Ink Sword clashed again.

This time, Zhang Zhen seemed to be using all of his special powers. Every collision between the knife and the sword made Teng Xi's palm numb.

This caused Teng Xi to retreat again and again until he was close to the edge of the arena.

However, just as Teng Xi was about to be knocked off the stage, Teng Xi summoned vines to tightly wrap around Zhang Zhen's waist, and the vines became tighter and tighter.

Zhang Zhen clenched his right hand, condensed a spatial blade, and then chopped at the vines that Teng Xi had wrapped around his waist.

Jiu Ci took this opportunity to kick Zhang Zhen hard on the back.

Zhang Zhen felt a dull pain in his back, then his body staggered and fell to the stage.

However, at the moment of landing, Zhang Zhen's right hand quickly condensed a black ball in space, which was then crushed by Mu Ran.

The next second, Zhang Zhen came behind Jiu Ci, found the right angle, and slapped Jiu Ci from behind, knocking him down to the stage.

Jiu Ci came into direct contact with the ground below the arena, then he climbed up with tears in his eyes, patted the dirt off his body, and went to Ye Li to complain.

"Libao, I got beaten up."

Qi Yu, who was standing next to Ye Li at this time, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Then he was met with Jiu Ci's angry gaze (What are you laughing at? You will get beaten if you go).

…

Just now, Teng Xi took advantage of the fight between Zhang Zhen and Jiu Ci and used vines to quietly return to a safe position on the arena.

Teng Xi walked to Long Yin's side and whispered, "Brother Long, if you hold on for another cup of tea (10 minutes), Brother Zhang will definitely lose."

Long Yin nodded slightly. If possible, he really wanted to have a fair fight with Zhang Zhen (who had the same cultivation level) without any interference from anyone.

Zhang Zhen looked at Teng Xi, who had just "escaped death" but failed to be knocked off the stage by him, and let out a soft "tsk".

Then he raised his hand again and touched the black oval beside him, and disappeared on the spot.

But this time, Zhang Zhen attacked Long Yin first.

Long Yin only felt a gust of strong wind coming from behind him. He turned around quickly and then summoned a golden shield to block Zhang Zhen's attack.

The powerful attack forced Long Yin to take several steps back.

The dizziness in Zhang Zhen's head became more and more severe, and the unhappiness in his heart accumulated more and more.

Zhang Zhen stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers, and immediately a black oval appeared behind Long Yin.

The other end is connected to the bottom of the arena.

Long Yin tilted his head slightly, and when he noticed the black oval behind him, he braked suddenly.

The strong power of thunder and lightning spread along Long Yin's shield towards Zhang Zhen, and then spread to his limbs and bones.

Zhang Zhen's body stiffened and his movements began to become unnatural.

He quickly stepped back, putting some distance between himself and Long Yin to avoid coming into contact with the lightning released from Long Yin again.

Long Yin also got a chance to catch his breath. He raised his legs and walked towards a position farther away from the black oval behind him.

At this moment, the audience...

"Libao, it hurts so much, that stinky octopus beat me until I vomited blood."

Jiu Ci nestled in Ye Li's arms and cried loudly.

(Jiu Ci: Actually, I don’t feel that much pain. I just want Li Bao to feel sorry for him.)

Qi Yu glanced at Jiu Ci who was crying non-stop, and uttered a "humph" that was neither light nor heavy, but extremely clear.

(Qi Yu: You are the only one who can pretend. You are a grown-up, but you are still crying like a cub.)

(Jiu Ci: What do you know? The crying child gets candy, and you cry a lot, too.)

"Cibao, don't cry." Ye Li raised her hand and gently patted Jiuci's back, comforting him softly.

She looked around the stage and found that Zhang Zhen was not in a normal condition.

Is it...poisoned?

It seems that Brother Zhang Zhen needs to hurry up.

…

As time passed, Zhang Zhen became more and more irritated, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

He could already clearly feel the blockage of his supernatural powers, and the scene in front of him began to double.

Eight tentacles were summoned out from behind Zhang Zhen, and then one wrapped around Teng Xi's arm, and another wrapped around Long Yin's ankle.

At the same time, throw it towards the black oval floating in the air.

Long Yin forcefully inserted the Thunder Dragon Sword into the arena, bent over and gripped the tentacles at his ankles, while releasing powerful lightning force.

(Long Yin: If it wasn’t for the fact that it was your tentacle, I would have chopped it off directly.)

Teng Xi grasped the tentacle on his arm, pierced two centimeters into the tentacle with his nails, and injected more toxin.

However, Zhang Zhen showed no intention of letting go, and the black power spread from his body to the tips of his tentacles.

Then a black ellipse quickly condensed and instantly wrapped Teng Xi inside.

The next second, Teng Xi was teleported to the stage.

Tengxi: ???

The black ellipse also condensed on Long Yin's side at the same time.

However, due to the electric shock of lightning, the tentacles lost their strength for a moment, and Long Yin took the opportunity to struggle out.

Then Long Yin clenched the Thunder Dragon Sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen summoned out the Kongyou scimitar and raised his hand to block. When he tried to condense a black ball again, his consciousness suddenly broke, and he fell heavily on the arena.

"The time has come." Teng Xi sighed softly, feeling a little regretful. He should have raised his sword and chopped him down the moment Zhang Zhen entangled him.

Zhang Daiwan patted Zhang Qisheng on the shoulder with a cheerful look, as if asking for praise. "I told you, Zhang Zhen's father can't win."

"Thanks to me this time (I'll help you win a big meal)"

Zhang Qisheng blinked his light blue eyes twice, vaguely feeling that it was not appropriate to say this now.

But I also feel that Daidai is right.

(Zhang Zhen: Are you my biological children? You are so happy that I lost.)

"Brother Zhang." Long Yin squatted down to check on Zhang Zhen's condition.

However, before he could bend over for more than two seconds, he felt his vision go dark, his limbs became weak, and he fell to the ground on the arena.

"Why did father faint?" Hu Nianxin nervously pulled the corner of Long Huai'an's clothes, her eyes trembling slightly.

Long Huai'an's eyes were also full of confusion and worry.

Then they looked at Ye Li for help, "Mother."