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Chapter 57
Su Meiyu was still in shock, but she was finally relieved when the crisis was resolved.

"Mr. Nie"

She turned her head to look at Nie Ting. If Nie Ting hadn't made a move just now, her current fate would definitely be very miserable.

"Thank you Mr. Nie for taking the shot."

Liu Shi also bowed to Nie Ting at this time. When he was touched by Nie Ting just now, he clearly felt a stream of pure origin energy pouring into his body.

Although it looked nothing on the surface, the injuries in his body were relieved a lot.

"Cultivate well after you go back. With your situation, it won't take long for you to break through to the fourth-rank realm."

Nie Ting said something casually, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Although Liu Shi was seriously injured, he couldn't help but smile at this moment.

He also has some feelings about this.

This is also one of the reasons why he still wanted to fight Qijie even though he knew he was invincible.

He has stayed in the third grade realm for many years.

Now he finally found an opportunity for him to break through!
"Mr. Nie, come on, I'll rely on you."

Liu Shi looked solemn.

Nie Ting looked at Qi Jie on the ring, without saying a word, and walked directly to the ring.

Zhao Xun's face showed joy again.

With Nie Ting making a move, this Qijie will definitely not be his opponent!
As for Su Meiyu, she looked at Nie Ting's back, her eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Instead of jumping directly into the ring like the others, Nie Ting chose to go up step by step.

All eyes in the entire meeting room were looking at him, and many people had weird eyes.

Although the fight hasn't started yet, this way of playing is a bit too ordinary.

At this moment, Qi Jie's whole body was tense up.

He had already experienced Nie Ting's strength when he first arrived, and Cang Song even said that Nie Ting's strength was not weaker than his own.

He is not as strong as Cang Song, so facing Nie Ting is naturally under great pressure.

"Go down by yourself, if I make a move, you will die."

As soon as Nie Ting came to the stage, a faint voice sounded from his mouth.

If I make a move, you will die.

The short eight words are full of strength and domineering.

"Hmph, Mr. Nie, I know you are powerful, but if you want me to step down, you have to show your real skills."

Qi Jie snorted coldly, turned his hand and pulled out the machete behind his back, the source energy circulated, but when Qi Jie held it in his hand, a sharp saber energy rippled out from it.

"Use a knife!"

"It seems that Master Qijie is going to attack with all his strength!"

"Mr. Nie doesn't have a weapon, can he stop it?"

Under the arena, many bigwigs were discussing one after another.

At this time, Zhao Xun's face was somewhat tense.

"Doesn't Mr. Nie need a weapon?"

Su Meiyu looked worried, one was holding a machete, the other was unarmed, no matter how you look at it, Nie Ting's situation is more dangerous.

"Don't worry, with Mr. Nie's strength, it's very easy to win even with bare hands."

Liu Shi looked confident, he didn't know that Nie Ting would lose.

One must know that Nie Ting is a master of martial arts.

And Qijie said that Potian is just a fourth-rank warrior.

So what if he used a machete?

Those who deserve to lose still have to lose.

After all, the gap between a fourth-rank martial artist and a martial arts master cannot be bridged by a machete.

"Mr. Nie, kill me!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Jie raised his saber and slashed towards Nie Ting.

He didn't hold back the slightest bit of this knife, as soon as the knife was cut out, the knife energy that had been rippling before became even stronger.

Even around Qijie, it seemed as if a storm of sword energy had been set off, with astonishing power.

Many bigwigs under the ring were once again deeply shocked.

Even if they are not warriors, they can clearly know.

The power of this knife is stronger than all previous shots.

Now that Nie Ting is bare-handed and has nothing on his body, can he really withstand this knife?

With such doubts, many eyes turned to Nie Ting.

At this time, Nie Ting stood there leisurely, as if he hadn't seen Qijie's knife, and didn't make any movements.

Qi Jie also saw this scene, and the already strong anger on his face immediately became more intense.

After all, he is also a fourth-rank martial artist, how dare Nie Ting despise him so much!
"Give me death!"

The sharp saber air swept across the entire meeting room, and even the air seemed to be cut through.

Everyone looked at Nie Ting who was still motionless, and even thought that Nie Ting was about to be beheaded.

But at this moment, Nie Ting suddenly gave a disdainful smile: "With this little strength, you are not worthy of using a knife."

After saying a word, Nie Ting suddenly punched out a punch, and he hit the machete directly with his fist!

"What? What is he doing here?"

"This! Is Mr. Nie crazy?"

"This is a machete, how can flesh and blood resist it?"

Nie Ting's actions immediately caused an uproar in the arena.

In the eyes of these bigwigs, Nie Ting's actions were simply hitting a stone with an egg and seeking his own death.

How can a fist collide with a machete?

"Hehe, this Mr. Nie is really overbearing."

In the Fangwei area, looking at the scene on the ring, Cang Song sneered directly.

Zhang Gan turned his head to look at Cangsong.

Cang Song continued to sneer and said: "Although Qijie's strength is mediocre, this knife has already used all its strength."

"In the face of this knife, even I dare not use my body to force it. If Mr. Nie does this now, even if he really defeats Qijie, he will definitely be injured!"

"And it will hurt a lot!"

Hearing this, Zhang Qian's face suddenly showed joy.

He wished that Nie Ting was injured, anyway, they still had the strongest Cangsong on their side.

If Nie Ting is injured now, Cangsong will definitely feel more relaxed after playing.

"Mr. Nie, you are too arrogant!"

At this moment, even Qijie was startled by Nie Ting's attack.

On the other hand, Nie Ting had a disdainful face, and his fist continued to slam on the machete.

It's just that the scene of flying flesh and blood that everyone expected did not appear.

With a sound of "bang!", the sharp machete was directly shattered by Nie Ting.

First, countless cracks appeared, and then in an instant, the entire machete exploded and turned into pieces.

As for Nie Ting's fist, after smashing the machete, he didn't intend to stop at all. He punched down and hit Qijie's chest heavily.

Qijie never expected such a situation to happen.

After being hit in the chest by Nie Ting's punch, his face changed in vain, and the next moment he flew upside down, spurting blood from his mouth.

In the end, he smashed hard on a wall of the conference hall, his whole body was deeply embedded in it, and his body remained motionless. When everyone looked at him, he saw bleeding from his seven orifices, his eyes were wide open, but there was no blood between his mouth and nose. took a breath.

Apparently dead.

(End of this chapter)