Chapter 1498: Admitting defeat

While Zhao Heng stared at King Zhou Guang's right foot, Zhou Qiqi and the others were in silence.

Even Mrs. Situ, who stood up and worried about Zhao Heng, was slightly in a daze. Just now, anyone could feel that Zhao Heng was facing the abyss of death. When King Guang of Zhou pulled Heng's sword, everyone could see that his next palm would hit Zhao Heng's head. King Guang of Zhou's domineeringness was enough to make Zhao Heng's head bloom.

However, not only did Zhao Heng not die in the hands of King Guang of Zhou, but also swung a sword at the critical moment to injure King Guang of Zhou. Although the lights were not very bright and clear, it can be judged from the blood dripping from the latter's left arm that King Guang of Zhou was 100% severely injured by Zhao Heng and could not lift his left arm to fight again.

Mrs. Situ also keenly captured King Zhou Guang's right foot trembling slightly, as if she was being sucked by a deadly wound. She looked at King Zhou Guang who had an absolute advantage on the surface, and also looked at Zhao Heng, who was covered in blood at the end of the power. The situation was far different but it made her feel at ease.

"Shameless! Shameless!"

At this time, when Mrs. Situ quietly sat down and remained silent, Zhou Qiniang patted her thighs and shouted: "Zhao Heng was too sinister and actually used a sword to attack. How could there be such a shameless way to fight? King Zhou Guang had already let him go with his bare hands, but he not only used a knife, but also had a sword to attack."

Mrs. Situ glanced over Zhou Qiqi, who looked ugly, and smiled at the corner of her mouth and replied: "This battle agreed not to use thermal weapons, but it did not say that you could not use swords, let alone that you could not use swords after using swords. Didn't King Zhou Guang use branches after shooting glass?"

Zhou Qiqi let out a long breath, swept Zhou Qiniang coldly and turned to Mrs. Situ, her voice remained calm: "I didn't say that Zhao Heng could not use a sword, let alone that he had a sneak attack just now, but Zhao Heng wanted King Zhou Guang to admit defeat at this moment was too self-righteous."

She looked at Mrs. Situ with cold eyes, and her tone was proud: "Although King Zhou Guang's right foot stepped on the circle, he still did not step out of the line. In other words, King Zhou Guang's has not lost yet. Is Zhao Heng unable to play, so he just quipped the words to win?"

"If the wife judged Zhao Heng to win like this, Zhou Qiqi would be dissatisfied with it."

Miss Seven told Mrs. Situ with her own determination that King Zhou Guang, who was stepping on the circle, had not lost the battle yet. At this time, she was determined that Zhao Heng would not admit the bet. Mrs. Situ smiled faintly: "Take the words? Miss Seven is the real game of words."

Zhao Heng, who was cushioning the pain, obviously heard the conversation between the two people in the night wind. He glanced over King Zhou Guang and laughed: "Madam, Miss Seven, don't worry, if you actually step on the circle, it's not considered losing. Then I will type King Zhou Guang out of the circle and make Zhou lose convincingly."

He knew that Zhou Qiqi was exploring loopholes outside the circle. If anyone had judged, he would have subconsciously decided that King Zhou Guang would lose. However, Zhao Heng did not want Mrs. Situ to make things difficult and did not want Zhou Qiqi to take the opportunity to repent. So he turned his head and looked at King Zhou Guang and said, "Old Zhou, can you still have a meal?"

Didn't wait for King Zhou Guang to respond to the club? Zhao Heng added another sentence: "Ms. Zhou said that crossing the line is not a loss. I think you will also be shameless and say that you are not defeated. Then we will continue to fight to determine the outcome. However, your left hand is seriously injured, and it is very difficult for me to win with just two legs."

King Zhou Guang's eyes showed the sharp light of the sunlight shining on the triangular arrow tip. If it were the past, he would definitely admit defeat without hesitation. However, tonight it was related to Heshibi and Miss Seven, so he could only fight Zhao Heng with shamelessness: "I beat you up with one hand and vomited blood."

"Two legs can even crush your neck."

Zhao Heng curled a playful smile on his lips, wiped the blood from his face and said, "Two legs? Are you sure you can move two legs? If I guess it's good, you will definitely have other injuries on your body besides the serious injury of my arm. Look at your right foot trembling,"

King Zhou Guang's face suddenly became cold when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Heng with a murderous intent that was suddenly exposed and hurt. However, Zhao Heng looked at him without showing any weakness. After the silent golden swords clashed, King Zhou Guang said lightly: "Go on."

He dragged his right foot back from the circle.

"Bang!"

Zhao Heng's body thrust and landed on the ground, and the corner of his mouth raised a huge fighting spirit again. King Zhou Guang judged from his expression that this guy was going to attack with all his strength. At this moment, his eyes also showed a passion. He originally thought he would gradually become lonely, but who knew that he would meet such an opponent tonight.

Zhao Heng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and rubbed away most of the pain abdomen. King Zhou Guang's eyes became calm and solemn. Zhao Heng gave him too much surprise tonight, with his tenacious fighting spirit, a violent fighting spirit, and a surprising sword. Both his spirit and his skills made him sigh.

God blocks the gods, Buddha blocks the Buddhas!

His body was as light as a leopard, and his sword was as dazzling as a meteor. Zhao Heng gathered his strength and attacked fiercely, making a dull sound like a thunder. The audience couldn't help cheering. King Zhou Guang chuckled faintly, raised his chin up slightly, but the person was like a rock that turned into a motionless one, as if it was not there, the heaven, earth and man were integrated.

His mind was clear and clear. From the sword wind coming from the cover of his body to the last place where Zhao Heng's sword was landed, his left foot was provoking to the battlefield. Zhao Heng's face looked astonished as he felt that not only the sword style was old, but he was also sent to the door to ask King Guang of Zhou to punish him and teach him a lesson. The other party could kick him over at any time.

The old guy is really amazing!

Zhao Heng sighed softly, and after thinking, the sword light that drove straight into the sky immediately turned into a white light that was transformed into two meters away from King Zhou Guang. Heng's sword turned into a dark cloud again, and shone on King Zhou Guang's head and mind, as fierce as a storm and rain, and could not be suppressed.

King Guang of Zhou knew that he was finally forced to force Zhao Heng to be pushed down again. This attack that could cover the sky and the earth was just the end of the powerful attack. However, he still did not take the action. Instead, his body rushed forward. After getting out, he suddenly stood firm, swept across Zhao Heng, who had to fall back from the void with his left foot.

Zhao Heng could not dodge and could not return to his sword to slash. Facing the toes that shot like a cannonball from King Zhou Guang, Zhao Heng's eyes burst out with light, and he used his strength to strike out the earth-shaking left fist. Although this hasty force failed to do his best, he believed that he could block King Zhou Guang's shot.

"Bang!"

The fists and feet collided fiercely in the air, and Zhao Heng fell and flew five meters away. He stopped until his body swayed continuously to relieve the rush. Zhao Heng's injuries worsened again, but as Mrs. Situ said, he was still young and could endure the pain, at least Zhao Heng believed that he could hold on.

When Zhao Heng bullied himself again, King Guang of Zhou also reluctantly retreated six steps. No matter how powerful he was, he was unable to withstand Zhao Heng's momentum, so he dragged it out several steps like a compass until his left foot fell. At this time, he was only half a step away from the circle.

"Swoosh!"

Just when King Zhou Guang took a deep breath and was about to calm down and face Zhao Heng again, at this moment, Old Zhou suddenly heard a slight movement behind him. He inexplicably had a strange premonition and couldn't help but look back and see why he couldn't tell why he wanted to turn around.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly saw a black shadow running up from the ground without warning, like an arrow, but the speed was much faster and faster than the arrow, and even worse than the lightning in the sky. The black shadow flashed and suddenly reached King Zhou Guang's throat.

At this moment, King Guang of Zhou had stretched out his thin right hand and clamped it with two fingers. He clamped something, something slippery, cold and sticky, a black poisonous snake as big as a tail finger, and the red letter of the poisonous snake had been spit out, almost licking King Guang of Zhou's Adam's apple.

But it could no longer move, as if it had lost consciousness. King Guang of Zhou happened to pinch its seven inches. If his move was a little slower, if the pinching was a little wrong, and if the pinching power was a little lighter, then he would be a dead person now.

King Zhou Guang was holding this cold poisonous snake in his hand. He seemed to be cold and his smile became extremely painful. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Heng who did not take the opportunity to attack him: "I believe that this snake must not be released by you, but I still need you to reply to me in person."

"Of course not me!"

Zhao Heng lowered his sharp sword and swept over the black snake that appeared somewhere and said, "If I want to release a snake, there will definitely be no one. I will bring hundreds of them up!" King Guang of Zhou laughed when he heard this, and nodded quite well with Zhao Heng: "That's right, you will be even more shameless."

In the view of King Guang of Zhou, although Zhao Heng shamelessly used his daughter Hong to threaten him to submit, he knew that Zhao Heng was still responsible for his work, and there was no restriction on using snakes and insects in this battle. If Zhao Heng really instigated the poisonous snake to attack, this kid would never use one, but a group of them.

"I lost this battle!"

King Guang of Zhou pinched the snake to death and threw it away and sighed: "I moved my right hand!"

The next second, King Zhou Guang walked out of the circle with a cough. Although he didn't want to lose this battle, he could use a poisonous snake to make excuses when he used his right hand, but he had been too thick-skinned and could no longer say that he had not lost. He didn't want Zhou Qiqi and the others to defend themselves.

So he walked out of the circle and admitted defeat. There were too many surprises and unwillingness in the battle tonight, but no matter how sad he was, he finally broke the rules he set. Stepping on the circle and moving his right hand, King Zhou Guang knew that his admit defeat would bring serious consequences, but he was willing to bear it alone.

"Zhao Heng, congratulations!"

Mrs. Situ stood up at the right time and smiled: "Hengmen won this battle!"

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