Princess Ziling moved the iron umbrella away from the neck of the iron bowl and clasped her hands in fists.
Since Iron Bowl surrendered, they watched the excitement from the sidelines. This scene made the audience very dissatisfied, and there were waves of opposition throughout the stands.
"Kill her! Kill her!"
"What do you mean if you don't see blood in the martial arts arena?"
"That's right! We didn't spend so much money just to see you show off!"
For a time, objections arose everywhere, as it seemed that the lack of blood in the ring was no longer in line with their expectations.
However, Princess Ziling turned a deaf ear to their words and quietly turned her gaze to Zhang Yi, who was fighting fiercely with the stick.
She did not choose to take action because Zhang Yi now had the advantage, "If nothing else happens, this battle should be over soon."
After the words fell, just as Princess Ziling said, Zhang Yi was seen walking on the ring with a strange figure, which actually made the Kuai stick unable to react for a while, so he had to fight with the Kuai stick in his hand.
But Zhang Yi seemed to have expected it, and even predicted Kuaistick's next move. He appeared behind Kuaistick like a ghost, and a faint cold light hit the back of Kuaistick's neck, making his scalp feel numb.
"Mr. Zhang's tricks are good, but I lost."
Kuaigun calmly put down the iron rod in his hand and said calmly.
"Accepted."
Zhang Yi also moved his sword light away from Kuai stick and said something politely.
Seeing that the battle seemed to be over, the audience stood up to protest.
"Zinima! Refund the money! Is this the end?"
"It's not interesting at all. Isn't this a fake match?"
"Kill them! Kill them!"
For a time, the audience's emotions were very high, as if a riot was about to happen.
Of course, Zhang Yi and the others still chose to ignore the audience, but focused their attention on the host and said calmly: "The battle is over, open the door."
The host, however, cast his gaze on Erniang in the distance, and for a moment he was a little undecided.
But Er Niang shook her head lightly and signaled the host not to open the door. This battle was far from what she thought, "I will let you kill each other."
"But the strength of these two guys is getting stronger day by day. Keeping them here is definitely a serious problem. I hope the Poison King's men can deal with them tomorrow."
Er Niang watched every battle between Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling carefully, and eventually she discovered an extremely strange thing. The strength of the two changed day by day, which was simply unpredictable.
The host quickly understood, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes, "Well... you have also seen it. The audience is very dissatisfied with your performance, so I can't let you leave. This battle is not over yet."
"Only by killing my opponent can I open the door."
The host seemed to be very principled.
Hearing this, the entire auditorium instantly became excited. Everyone was having a carnival, and they didn't know who the carnival was for today.
Kuai Wan and Ti Wan looked at each other and frowned slightly, but they saw Zhang Yi's cold eyes, glaring at the host and asking in a cold voice: "Are you sure you don't want to open the door?"
The host was startled by Zhang Yi's eyes. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. He nodded weakly and said, "I can't help what the audience thinks."
"I'll give you a chance. If I break open the iron door and kill you as soon as I get out, they must be happy to see this scene."
Zhang Yi drew his sword and pointed it directly at the host, threatening with fierce eyes.
“What a spirit!”
In an instant, Kuaigun looked at Zhang Yi with admiration and sighed sincerely.
But the host quickly regained his composure and even walked to the iron gate and taunted loudly: "Are you kidding me? How dare you want to break through this indestructible iron cage?"
The host then realized that the key was in his hand. He had seen Zhang Yi bombard the iron gate last time, so he was not afraid.
"Everyone, help me break open the iron door. Since they want to see something exciting, I will satisfy them."
Zhang Yi didn't say anything nonsense. He held the long sword in his hand and slashed towards the iron gate. Waves of fire burst out, shocking the host and backing away, fearing that innocent people would be hurt.
"Okay, just tell me whatever you need to do."
Kuaigun couldn't help but responded excitedly. He never expected that he would do such a crazy thing in his lifetime.
"Boom boom boom!"
Zhang Yi's sword fell on the indestructible iron door, and the fire became more and more dazzling. Traces of white appeared on the iron door. At least the effect was much stronger than when he used the butcher's knife to break the door.
This also gave Zhang Yi hope.
"Quick stick, blast the iron gate with all your strength, you hit me and I chop!"
Zhang Yi knew that the iron rod in Kuaiguang's hand was made of extraordinary materials, so it was possible for the two of them to blast open the iron door together.
"Hahaha, okay!"
Kuaigun laughed loudly, holding the iron rod in his hand and slamming it against the iron door.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a violent roar, and two firelights burst out, even making the entire iron cage tremble.
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhang Yi was like a ruthless sword-swinging machine at this moment. The long sword in his hand kept landing on the same spot of the iron gate. In just the blink of an eye, he swung dozens of swords, and the quick stick also hit hard.
\/Banging on the iron gate, the two of them seemed to be tireless.
"If you have this strength, it's better to kill the opponent. The audience doesn't want to see this scene."
The host was still standing by the iron gate, persuading with earnest words.
However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the iron gate. Under a burst of fire, Zhang Yi actually cut off the iron gate forcefully, and the bombardment of the quick stick made the iron gate fall down.
, fell heavily on him.
The heavy and huge iron door instantly pressed the host to the ground. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he spit out a drop of blood from his mouth and murmured: "This... how is this possible?"
Zhang Yi had already walked out of the ring at this time, stepping heavily on the iron gate that had collapsed. He held a long sword in his hand and looked down at the shocked host. He swung his sword and slashed away. A human head fell to the ground, "I
I gave you a chance, but you didn’t know how to cherish it.”
Zhang Yi once said that he would be the first person to kill when he stepped out of the ring, so naturally he would not break his promise.
At this time, the entire auditorium was silent, but soon thunderous cheers came.
"They actually broke out of the door. This is more interesting than the life-and-death battle between them!"
"How many years has it been since anyone broke out in the ring?"
"Today's trip was not in vain, I gained a lot of experience."
The audience's emotions change rapidly, and what they pursue is always stimulation.