stunning female tenant

Chapter 329

The martial arts contest between Xu Xiangbei and Ono Kazejiro fell into a state of anxiety, and it was hard to tell which was the better one. This situation was a kind of torment for Xu Xiangbei, and it was also a kind of torment for the audience.

However, this anxious state was quickly broken.

The fiber thread of one of Xu Xiangbei's iron balls was cut off by Kazejiro Ono's katana, and the iron ball fell to the ground with a plop and rolled at Xu Xiangbei's feet.

Xu Xiangbei was secretly startled, it was made of the latest fiber material, ordinary swords are difficult to break, there is only one possibility to cut it, the extremely sharp blade is full of internal force, and it is possible to cut it with a single slash. The thread is cut.

After chopping off a piece of iron gall wire, Xu Xiangbei could only use three iron balls to fight with Ono Kazejiro. Ono Kazejiro felt the pressure drop suddenly, and a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.

The light of the saber on the ring was even more dazzling, Xu Xiangbei became restrained, and the exercise uniform was cut in two big openings by the samurai sword, revealing the strong muscles of the upper body, and a blood was drawn on the shoulder, and the blood stained the exercise uniform.

Kazejiro Ono attacked even more urgently, roaring like a wild beast. He wanted to expand the results of the battle, and wanted to take this opportunity to ride the wind and waves to defeat Xu Xiangbei in one go.

Qiao Shan couldn't help but sneered triumphantly: "The weapons and clothes are all broken, so it's better to admit defeat."

Although his voice was not loud, it was extremely piercing in the quiet studio, causing coach Martin and other onlookers to cast reproachful glances.

Mr. Huang also laughed, feeling that his smile was too revealing, so he quickly restrained his smile, and they toasted in the air, as if they were celebrating the upcoming victory.

However, Mr. Joe's complacency did not last long.

Don't look at Xu Xiangbei's dangers, but he is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. The more dangerous the situation is, the stronger his fighting spirit will be.

He is like a young tree under a violent storm, swaying here and there in the violent storm, but his roots are deeply rooted in the mother earth, and no amount of violent wind and rain can destroy his will.

Facing the glare of swords and swords, Xu Xiangbei was not in a hurry, and the outline of the "Prime Ancient Classics" was constantly ups and downs in his mind.

At the beginning of the creation of the world, everything was chaos. What a harsh environment it was. In that environment, if there is a glimmer of light, darkness will be overcome and a new world order will be established.

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei flashed a sharp blow, and the three iron galls in his hand hit Kazejiro Ono in three directions: upper, middle, lower.

At the same time, with a slight flick of his toe, the iron gall under his feet was kicked away.

The iron gall was cut off and fell on the ground, not to say that it was useless, but instead became an ambush hidden on the ground.

The iron gall that was kicked flew from bottom to top and hit one iron gall heavily, and that iron gall hit the second iron gall again, just like a perpetual motion billiard toy, the four iron galls immediately Divided into four angles and hit Kazejiro Ono.

Ono Kazejiro was slightly taken aback, he remembered that one iron gall was broken, and there were only three iron galls left, how did it become four again.

His reaction was still very sensitive, and he quickly knocked back the four iron galls thrown at him with the samurai sword in his hand, only to find that Xu Xiangbei's fists had already stuck in front of him.

Ono's face changed, and a frightening cold light shot out from his eyes, all his attention was on the four iron gallbladders.

He suddenly realized that Xu Xiangbei's power was not greatly reduced because of the lack of an iron gall. On the contrary, his fists were not a pair of iron galls.

The pair of fists drew a strange arc in mid-air, and hit Ono's chest heavily.

Ono flew into the air like a kite with a broken string, but he still did two somersaults and fell back onto the ring.

He only had one foot on the ring, most of his body was hanging in the air, and the samurai sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the edge of the ring. With the power of the samurai sword, he did not fall off the ring.

Ono Kazejiro was suddenly sent flying by Xu Xiangbei, which made Huang Qinghai and Mr. Qiao tremble involuntarily.

The wine glass in Huang Qinghai's hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine dripped all over the floor. Mr. Qiao was so focused on watching that he burned his fingers with the cigar in his hand.

Seeing Kazejiro Ono standing tenaciously on the edge of the ring and not falling off, they thought that there was still hope for him to win 3000 million, so they applauded unanimously.

Mr. Qiao cracked his lips and said with a smile: "We want to praise this tenacious and unyielding spirit. This is the spirit of sportsmanship. Don't give up, don't abandon, don't..."

Encouraged by Mr. Qiao, Kazejiro Ono seemed to gain strength and stood back on the ring again.

Xu Xiangbei looked at Fujiro Ono with a smile, with pity in his eyes, he shook the four iron balls in his hands, rattling, waiting for Fujiro Ono.

Ono Kazejiro's face was distorted, his whole bun was scattered, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a ghost, walking towards Xu Xiangbei step by step.

Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile, "How about it? Does it hurt? If it hurts, don't hold on."

Ono Kazejiro walked up to Xu Xiangbei again, holding up his samurai sword with both hands, like a majestic god of war.

Facing the gleaming samurai sword, Xu Xiangbei sneered, and closed his eyes gently, showing no intention of avoiding it.

There was an uproar on the field, and everyone was surprised. Could it be that Xu Xiangbei had no strength to dodge and was ready to hang his hands and wait for death?
Mr. Huang and Mr. Qiao immediately looked surprised, and secretly shouted: "Cut it down, cut it down."

As long as Kazejiro Ono raises his sword, they will win this contest. According to the multiplier of [-] to [-], they will win [-] million. Thinking of this, they couldn't sit still anymore, and almost wanted to go to the stage to help Kazejiro Ono .

However, apart from the fact that Xu Xiangbei had no intention of avoiding it, what was even more shocking was that the hand of Fujiro Ono's samurai sword trembling.

Suddenly, Kazejiro Ono's face turned pale, and he felt a chill rushing along his chest. He trembled all over, his chest hurt, his legs softened and thumped, and he half-kneeled in front of Xu Xiangbei.

The sharp samurai sword in his hand plunged into the ring, only half a meter away from Xu Xiangbei.

The audience was in an uproar, and Mr. Huang and Mr. Qiao were even more angry and cursed: "Stand up, idiot, what are you doing kneeling down?"

There is only one person in the audience who understands Kazejiro Ono's feelings, and that is his senior brother Zuo Mu. He knows that his junior brother has been defeated when he was punched out of the ring by Xu Xiangbei just now. In front of Xu Xiangbei.

There are eight anti-sky needles hidden in that punch, and a strange cold internal force has been injected into Ono Fujiro's heart.

If he didn't forcefully turn back into the ring for the sake of face, and wanted to kill Xu Xiangbei without forcefully raising his samurai sword, he would just lie on the ground and lie quietly for a while, and he would be fine.

He forcibly contended with the internal force of the eight anti-sky needles in his body, causing the meridians to flow backwards, and finally fell down slowly.

(End of this chapter)