The fighting on the field became more and more fierce, Jiang Zhenzhen suffered more and more injuries, and the city lord's face became more and more ugly.

Just when the opponent was about to pierce Jiang Zhenzhen's heart with a spear, she, who was already doomed to lose, suddenly found the strength to leap forward, avoid his spear, and kicked the opponent to the ground.

"ah--!"

Before the girl could react, the sword blade in Jiang Zhenzhen's hand was already pointing at her neck.

Jiang Zhenzhen's face was covered with blood. She looked embarrassed and bloody, but her tone was calm: "Do you want to admit defeat?"

The girl gritted her teeth and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Admit defeat."

"The competition is over, Jiang Zhenzhen wins!"

Jiang Zhenzhen retracted her sword, slowly walked off the stage, returned to the chair prepared for the winner, calmly gathered her strength, and after treating the wound, the pain on her body felt a little better.

The city lord's eyes never left Jiang Zhenzhen.

Although he was surprised that Jiang Zhenzhen could actually win, there were still several competitions to come, and there would always be one that could kill her!

He stared at Jiang Zhenzhen carefully, trying to see what was so weird about her that she could actually transmit pain to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Jiang Zhenzhen's hand touching the food on the side.

There are some foods stacked between the winner's positions, but generally speaking, in a life-threatening competition, no one will pay attention to these foods.

Then...then he watched Jiang Zhenzhen finish a whole plate of food.

The way she eats is like a little mouse.

The city lord hated rats, his brows subconsciously frowned, and a murderous look flashed through his eyes intentionally or unintentionally.

The competition ended quickly, and eight people were left to continue drawing lots, a two-on-two competition.

Jiang Zhenzhen narrowly defeated and successfully entered the finals.

It was still two versus two, and we continued to draw lots, and Jiang Zhenzhen still won by a narrow margin.

The last ones left were her and the person named Seventh Sister.

"You actually won the Snow Lotus, Jiang Zhenzhen, I underestimated you before." The seventh sister walked onto the competition stage holding a whip and spoke calmly.

In the original text, the winner this time is the seventh sister.

She has gone back to the drawing board and remade it twice. She is a very experienced expert. Of course, she does not think that Jiang Zhenzhen's victory over others is a narrow victory. On the contrary, she feels that Jiang Zhenzhen must have her own advantages.

Therefore, the seventh sister dare not underestimate Jiang Zhenzhen.

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Jiang Zhenzhen said politely: "I'm sorry."

The seventh sister sneered and started fighting with Jiang Zhenzhen.

Although the competition just now had left the two of them exhausted, the seventh sister seemed to have run out of strength. She came up with a killer move and directly crushed Jiang Zhenzhen under her feet.

The two men's martial arts skills are comparable to each other.

"I'm telling you, the seventh sister will definitely win the championship!" Someone said something unknown.

The others all agreed.

Even the old man who managed the camp killer nodded calmly.

As Jiang Zhenzhen suffered more and more injuries, the pain became more and more unbearable, and the city lord's face became more and more ugly.

Even if he is hidden under a human skin mask, it is difficult to hide the murderous look in his eyes.

He wished he could kill Jiang Zhenzhen himself!

But this is against the rules.

Every move of the city lord is under the suspicion of everyone. There are some things that he can do, but he will try not to do them.

His eyes flickered, and for a long time he looked at the two people fighting on the stage and said:

"The winner can kill the opponent."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the city lord in surprise.

In selection competitions, human life is generally not allowed.

You must know that each batch of killers has been trained with great difficulty, so each one is highly valued by the ghost town, and no one is willing to lose one if possible.

And now, it's the finals. It proves that these two people are the best among them, and they kill them when they say it?

The big guys above all looked at the city lord in disbelief.

The most incredible thing is Jiang Zhenzhen and Seventh Sister on the stage.

Both of them knew before that no one would be killed in the selection competition, so Jiang Zhenzhen didn't take the selection seriously at first.

But if you can kill the opponent, then the subsequent competition will be very dangerous.

Jiang Zhenzhen and Seventh Sister looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

No one wants to die.

Jiang Zhenzhen clearly saw a trace of determination and blood appear on the seventh sister's pale face.

"City Lord, isn't this inappropriate?" Seeing that no one dared to refute, Qi Yuan could only sigh and said, "This is just a selection competition, there is no need to cause death."

The city lord held his chin with his knuckled fingers, and said in a coquettish and low voice: "If it doesn't kill people, what else is there to see?"

Jiang Zhenzhen: "..."

Look at what you said. If you cut off your own head and put it on a chair as a mascot, wouldn't that be interesting?

Still worth watching!

What I want is not your life, right?

At this moment, Jiang Zhenzhen wanted to take off the city lord's dog head and kick it with a ball!

Qi Yuan didn't understand why the city lord wanted Jiang Zhenzhen's life so much: "City lord, this..."

But the city lord didn't want to listen to his words at all, and waved his hand: "No need to say any more, I have made up my mind."

Because he knew that Jiang Zhenzhen's strength was not comparable to that of the seventh sister, so he wanted to use the seventh sister's hand to kill Jiang Zhenzhen.

To avoid future troubles.

Qi Yuan pursed his lips and finally said nothing more.

On the competition stage, the Seventh Sister's tricks were improved by several levels compared to before. Jiang Zhenzhen was a bit overwhelmed before, but now, she was forced to be unable to fight back.

But what is surprising is that Jiang Zhenzhen's body is extremely flexible. She seems to be able to see through the seventh sister's next move and can always dodge it cleverly.

"Why does she seem to be able to predict when the Seventh Sister will take action and what moves she will use?" someone asked in surprise.

Jiang Zhenzhen: Only if you are familiar with it.

As long as you go to enough battlefields, deal with enough masters, and escape from death enough times, you can naturally develop the ability to predict other people's moves.

What?

You said you couldn't escape death?

Then go to hell and practice, it's harmless.

The old man not far away narrowed his eyes: "This Jiang Zhenzhen is a bit interesting."

Previously, he only thought that Jiang Zhenzhen had good potential, but now it seems that she not only has potential, she is a natural killing weapon.

Given time, she will definitely become the most powerful killer in this ghost town!

Of course, the premise is that she can survive this competition.

But it seemed that Seventh Sister didn't want her to live.

At this time, I saw the whip in the seventh sister's hand nimbly climbing up Jiang Zhenzhen's neck and pulling hard. The blood on Jiang Zhenzhen's face disappeared in an instant and turned as pale as a corpse.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

They estimated that Jiang Zhenzhen's body might be seen in the next second.

At the same time, the face of the city lord at the top also turned pale.

When Jiang Zhenzhen was dying, he also felt the illusion of dying.

No, this is not an illusion!
Chapter completed!