Everyone held their own opinions about the outcome between the two, and no one could let the other party take the initiative to let go.

Those who guessed Lin Qi's victory were based on the previous battles between Li Zhen, Yu Qing and Lin Qi.

Their previous contempt for Lin Qi ended up causing Lin Qi to almost swell their faces.

Now they had no choice but to believe that Lin Qi could win, and they had no doubt about it.

As for the other party, they believed that Lin Qi had suffered such serious injuries in the last round and seemed to have fully recovered. If he was not fully protected, something unexpected would happen.

Moreover, in the two battles that the beast-skin boy experienced before, his opponent was under the violent blows and could no longer hold on and voluntarily gave up.

Compared with Lin Qi, it took less time, and Song Kui was stronger than Lin Qi.

As the argument continued, the figures of Lin Qi and Song Kui started to move.

Song Kui looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, but in reality he has a burly body in his thirties.

The footsteps are rushing forward, and it looks like a tiger is in full swing.

Moreover, Song Kui held a short ax in one hand and drew a half-moon-shaped trajectory towards Lin Qi's face.

When Lin Qi saw this, his expression was indifferent. With a thought in his mind, white spikes suddenly emerged from his left hand, and he moved towards Sen Han's short ax to resist.

With a "sizzling" sound, the short ax and the white bone spirit thorns collided together, causing a few wisps of sparks to fly.

Seeing that the move had no effect, Song Kui did not panic. He also grabbed the short ax with his other hand and slashed towards Lin Qi at an extremely fast speed.

This move was blocked by Lin Qi with a wave of his right hand, and bone spirit thorns appeared, seemingly easily blocked.

If you look at some details, the muscles on Song Kui's arms are surging and steady, with no abnormality at all.

But Lin Qi was different. Under Song Kui's monster strength, his arms trembled and his face kept twitching: "So strong?"

At this time, some cracks appeared on the surface of the ten white bone spirit thorns, but they still blocked the two short axes.

For a moment, the two of them were in a struggle.

In fact, Song Kui could completely retract the two short axes. Under another attack, the white bone spirit thorns would definitely be unable to block the blows of the short axes.

But Song Kui's face was extremely focused. The bones and joints in his hands holding the two short axes became whiter and whiter, and the muscles became bigger and bigger.

He put all his strength on the short ax and showed no sign of stopping.

From the time Song Kui was born until now, no warrior of the same level can be his opponent in terms of strength competition.

That's why Song Kui chose this method, constantly oppressing Lin Qi.

Even though Lin Qi was at a disadvantage at this moment, his eyes were still staring at Song Kui unblinkingly.

But even though he tried his best to persist, the arc of his arms became more and more curved, and the blade of the short ax got closer to Lin Qi's face.

Moreover, the white bone spirit thorns were a little helpless, and were gradually cut open by the ax blade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It seems that with just strength, I am no match for Song Kui..." Lin Qi's mind was spinning very fast at this moment, and he quickly came to a conclusion.

Thinking of this, the ten white bone spirit thorns on Lin Qi's hands suddenly disappeared, and his body quickly retreated about one meter.

But after ten spikes appeared again, the color also changed, from white to gold, bone and spirit spikes as sharp as gold!

Song Kui's two short axes lost their focus and suddenly fell towards the ground.

If others were unable to attack again, Song Kui was extremely skillful and rolled around on the ring.

Under a 360-degree rotation, he held the short ax in both hands and once again carried the black-red spiritual energy fluctuations, slashing fiercely towards Lin Qi.

Ten golden spikes rushed forward instantly. As Lin Qi expected, another huge force came from Lin Qi's arms, and Lin Qi's figure suddenly retreated.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Qi was beaten away by Song Kui, his movements were extremely unsightly, and he was completely powerless to resist.

But Lin Qi's feet never left the ground, and the results of the second stage of his fighting skills were immediately revealed.

With the help of an unusual force-relieving action, Lin Qi completely relieved his strength, and the sharp golden bone spirit thorn was indeed extraordinary, without any damage.

It's just that Lin Qi's wrist is a little sore and numb.

Song Kui saw that the strength he was proud of had not achieved any substantial results, while Lin Qi even just shook his wrist in front of him.

Song Kui's face turned dark, his feet shook, and he swung his two short axes tightly as he struggled with Lin Qi.

It's not quite accurate to say that it was a scuffle. I saw that the two short axes in Song Kui's hands were like a dragon and a tiger. Every time they slashed horizontally, cut straight, or smashed hard, they cooperated with each other in tacit understanding, stirring the black and red spiritual energy, releasing the hidden energy.

The wild nature deep inside Song Kui's body.

This young man who grew up in the mountains showed everyone present what it means to be attacked like a storm.

Logically speaking, ordinary warriors would have been shocked to the point of numbness by Song Kui's strength.

But Lin Qi's training in the water martial arts field for so long was not in vain.

At this time, it came in handy.

From the first time he came into contact with such rapid strength, Lin Qi was a little uncomfortable and had to hurriedly parry, even two short axes would hit him.

But only the outer layer of his clothes was scratched by the hatchet. Under the strong defense of the black gold armor, apart from feeling a little tight in his chest, there was no other abnormality.

Although Song Kui was extremely powerful, Lin Qi was not deterred at all and went straight forward.

Since becoming familiar with this kind of force, Lin Qi's force-releasing movements became smoother and smoother.

In the end, Song Kui had no choice but to stand in the center of the ring, and Lin Qi's figure flew away after being struck again and again.

And Lin Qi was like a tireless cold machine, attacking Song Kui from all directions.

By this time, Lin Qi had seen through and adapted to Song Kui's fighting style.

Song Kui's proud strength was blocked in various ways, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.

And what surprised Song Kui the most was that from the beginning to now, Lin Qi had almost never avoided his frontal attack, and it was a completely head-on attitude.

About half an hour later, Song Kui was panting and the wounds on his body were bleeding.

These injuries were all caused to him by Lin Qi.

Song Kui showed a hint of bitterness. When he saw Lin Qi, he stopped and said to the referee: "I am convinced and admit defeat!"

At this time, Lin Qi had already seen that Song Kui was at the end of his rope and that Song Kui had no chance of winning anymore.

Instead of forcing yourself to hold on, it's better to admit defeat calmly.

After Lin Qi heard this, the golden spikes on his hands turned into dots of starlight and disappeared.

Song Kui looked at the pits on the two short axes in his hands and felt a little distressed, but when he left, he still said to Lin Qi with goodwill:

"Lin Qi, although I lost, I haven't played so well in a long time! If you have the chance to go to Duanshaya, I will treat you well!"

"Shattered Yarn Cliff?"

Lin Qi frowned slightly and chuckled, "Thank you in advance, Brother Song!"

In Lin Qi's opinion, if Song Kui could possess a pair of better mysterious short axes.

In this battle in the ring, no one can say for sure who will win and who will lose.
Chapter completed!