Zhu Maoming wanted to make some excuses, but Gong Yu suddenly gave him a bloodthirsty smile, which made Zhu Maoming's breathing stop.
Suddenly, Gong Yu took a flying step without warning, and swung the machete towards Zhu Maoming.
The speed was so fast that Zhu Maoming had no time to worry about Qinglong's provocation and quickly raised his arm to block.
"clang--"
The collision between the steel rod and the machete produced golden sparks. The huge impact caused Zhu Maoming's arm to shake, and his knees subconsciously bent to reduce the pressure caused by the impact.
Very strong.
Zhu Maoming thought bitterly. He had already been frightened by Gong Yu's previous ruthlessness and had no intention of fighting again, so he did not notice that Gong Yu's breath had become a little disordered.
Gong Yu did not give Zhu Maoming a chance to react.
After chopping down with the knife, she raised the knife again and cut across Zhu Maoming's chest.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
In several consecutive confrontations, Zhu Maoming blocked Gong Yu's moves.
But every time, he blocked it in a very dangerous way, and it was as if he had just narrowly escaped death.
Gong Yu seemed to do it on purpose, and each blow hit the same spot on the steel rod.
Zhu Maoming watched in fear as the machete fell again and again. His palms were tightly gripping the steel rod, and the impact had already worn his skin, causing traces of blood to seep out.
His palms were numb and his arms were shaking. He almost lost the strength to even hold on to the steel rod.
Just now, Zhu Maoming teased Bai Ying and beat Bai Ying's arm so hard that it became red and swollen.
In order to avenge Bai Ying, Gong Yu used even more ruthless means.
She wanted to cripple Zhu Maoming's hands!
No matter how strong the steel rod is, it will be unable to bear the weight and leave a gap after being hit repeatedly by the machete at the same position.
"clang--"
The machete hit the gap accurately again, making a crisp breaking sound.
"Bang!"
The dull thud of the steel rod falling on the muddy ground made the whole place silent again. Everyone's eyes were focused on Gong Yu, wondering whether she would kill Zhu Maoming with one knife.
The machete came down again, so decisive that it made people despair.
Subconsciously, Zhu Maoming raised his hand to block.
"ah--"
The shrill screams echoed over the arena, as if one was in hell on earth.
“Snap!”
Half of the bloody arm flew up, drew a gorgeous arc in the air, and fell to the ground.
Red blood beads were still splattering in the air, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining. The bloody arm rolled several times on the gray mud ground, and dust was absorbed by it. The gray color stained with blood plasma instantly turned into black and sticky mud.
In the silent arena, only Zhu Maoming's screams echoed, which was particularly creepy.
Following his gaze, the thin figure did not stop in the golden afterglow, but took a step forward and swung the knife again.
"ah--"
As Zhu Maoming screamed, his other arm was also chopped off.
The boiling hot blood plasma meandered down the blade and flowed to the tip of the knife, dripping onto the ground, forming a pool of blood.
A cool breeze blew, the leaves fluttered, and a chill rose in everyone's heart.
Someone swallowed in fear and fixed his eyes on Gong Yu.
After such a fierce fight, his body was still spotless.
Those cold black pupils were devoid of any humanity, just like a demon from Asura Hell, wielding a sickle and ruthlessly reaping human lives.
He opened his red lips slightly and said in a cold voice: "It's a one-on-three deal, it's a one-on-three deal."
Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant...
These words flashed through people's minds.
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