The iron rings flew in different directions, and Yuan Hong had limited space to dodge. One of the rings hit him in the chest, and he groaned.
But he still didn't fight back, staring intently at the man's movements like a little leopard, trying his best to dodge the iron rings and the nine-ringed blade that came slashing down.
Although Su Ruojin felt a little sorry for Yuan Hong being hit by the iron ring, her eyes were filled with more admiration.
Compared to the lively fights on the other fighting stages, it seemed that only Yuan Hong was giving in here, and some of the people on the sidelines were getting impatient and started to jeer.
"Kid, admit defeat now."
"Kid, admit defeat and stop wasting our time."
"Is it okay or not? If not, then admit defeat."
"Yes, that's right, they were hiding the whole time."
"Get down!"
......
Su Wenzhou also frowned slightly. He wasn't afraid of Yuan Hong failing, but he was worried that Yuan Hong's unstable temperament might lead to serious mistakes due to these influences.
But at that moment, Yuan Hong's eyes narrowed!
He figured it out!
Yuen Hong has finally made a move!
Just as the man swung his knife at him again, several iron rings followed.
This time, Yuan Hong didn't dodge. He bent over and used the iron ring to his advantage, thrusting it towards the man's lower body.
Ugh!
Ugh!
One iron ring after another struck Yuan Hong, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, enduring the pressure of the rings as he thrust his weapon straight at the man.
A sword pierced his leg!
Those who had been jeering just moments before fell silent, staring at the scene in disbelief.
The man felt a sharp pain in his leg and instinctively looked down to check.
Now!
Yuan Hong used the momentum to push off the ground, stood up, and delivered a spinning kick that struck the man squarely in the head.
The man instantly felt dizzy and lost control of his body, falling backward and tumbling off the fighting platform.
boom!
The man fell to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere!
The referee immediately stood up and announced: Yuan Hong wins this game.
According to the rules of the competition, being knocked off the platform means you have lost.
Yuan Hong coughed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He raised his sleeve to wipe it away.
The iron ring that hit him earlier injured him.
Xing Yue felt so sorry for Yuan Hong that she immediately went on stage to help him down.
"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, come quickly and take a look at Yuan Hong, he's injured."
Yuan Hong quickly said, "Sister Yue, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury. Cough cough." As she said this, Yuan Hong coughed twice more.
Su Ruojin came over and took his pulse. He had suffered some internal injuries from resisting the iron rings, but they weren't too serious. He would be fine after a few days of rest.
Su Ruojin took out a pill and handed it to Yuan Hong, who took it and ate it.
"Third Master, your disciple has won. Thank you for your guidance."
Yuan Hong bowed to Su Wenzhou.
Su Wenzhou's eyes were full of satisfaction. "Good, good, from now on you will be my centurion."
In just one battle, Su Wenzhou could see that Yuan Hong, despite his young age, had a temperament that was different from ordinary people. Facing an enemy who seemed stronger than himself, he was not afraid of the opponent's strength, kept his composure, and lurked like a cheetah, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill with one blow!
This child is destined for greatness.
Xiao Yanchu took the box from Hu Qing and handed it to Yuan Hong, saying, "This is the gift I promised to give you."
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