If it were against other people, Huo Churan’s sinister martial arts would definitely cause immeasurable destruction.

Thus, Fang Che’s intent to kill burned intensely!

Knee fiercely striking Huo Churan’s lower abdomen, Fang Che hadn’t even had time to be overjoyed, when he sighed.

Because his power was only half released before a hand grabbed his thigh directly.

Referee Yun Du stepped in!

The two were immediately separated.

Huo Churan’s left hand was already shattered like flour.

Yun Du stood in the arena, his face darkened.

He had been tricked by Fang Che.

Seeing Fang Che at a disadvantage, ready to declare Fang Che’s loss, the situation suddenly reversed.

The kid created such a scenario, actually planning to kill someone right under his nose!

A knee strike sufficient to be lethal, even though he intervened immediately, half of the force had already crashed into Huo Churan’s lower dantian.

Just after being separated, Huo Churan stumbled a step, tilted his head back, and a mass of blood mixed with fragments of shattered viscera had already been sprayed out.

His body collapsed softly.

His left hand, like flour, fell to the ground and shattered.

Yun Du’s face was like charcoal, using Spiritual Energy to protect Huo Churan’s heart veins, controlling Huo Churan’s injuries, then fed him a Spirit Pill.

Managed to block half the force.

As long as the internal organs have the Divine Pill, there’s still hope, but the lower yin and dantian had completely turned into a mess.

If he wants to recover, high-grade Elixir Pills from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect will be necessary...

However, under his judging, such a fatal injury still occurred, making all four people feel ashamed.

Huo Churan, spewing blood, struggled not to faint, glaring at Fang Che: "Your... your hand?"

As long as Fang Che’s hand was truly injured, Huo Churan felt it was worth it. This was his last hope.

"This?"

Fang Che stretched out his white, jade-like left hand, then extended both hands, rosy with a unique sheen.

Flipping them over to look, he said, "Oh no, turned into charcoal! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, hahaha... is this what you were waiting for?"

Fang Che’s expression was exaggerated.

"You..."

Huo Churan spurted a mouthful of blood in rage, fainted completely, even losing the strength to curse.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered!

He had ranted the whole match, mostly dominating, Fang Che only struck back once to leave him half-dead.

This reversal left everyone stunned.

"In the fourth match, Guardian Fang Che wins!"

Fang Che smiled warmly, bowed, and concernedly said to the opposite: "Thanks for letting me win, Brother Huo, are your injuries okay? Do you need a doctor?"

Huo Churan was already unconscious, absolutely couldn’t hear.

But this insincere remark infuriated the likes of Wu Shuang, Bi Ren from the opposing camp, who glared at Fang Che with fiery eyes, gnashing their teeth in hatred.

How far do you have to bully before you’re satisfied?

Already like this, yet still speaking mockingly.

Fang Che didn’t hear a response, so he leaned over to look, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a bitter smile: "Fainted huh? The situation went... I didn’t even use force, and he fainted."

He raised his head to Wu Shuang opposite: "Hey, you from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, are you all this easy to defeat?"

On the opposite side, Wu Shuang and others exploded directly.

"You, Fang! Just wait, sooner or later, there will be a battle between us!"

Fang Che laughed heartily: "Trying to scare me... hahaha, Huo Churan also tried to scare me, now look, hahaha..."

The remaining seven people on the opposite almost coughed up blood, nearly unable to control themselves from rushing out.

This guy is absolutely infuriating!

Even Bing Jian, sitting on a little bench in the elimination area, furious beyond control, jumped up.

Fang Che laughed heartily, behaving outrageously, turned around and walked away in triumph. Waving as he walked: "I won! That guy got his eggs crushed by me, hahaha... crushed eggs!..."

Over here, Feng Xiangdong and others obviously knew he was provoking the other members of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, and immediately joined in with humorous laughter.

"Boss Fang is mighty!"

"That guy was so arrogant when he came out, I thought he was tougher, turns out after a while his eggs got crushed! Hahaha..."

"So funny, eggs crushed, feels so pitiful hahaha..."

"..."

Amid laughter on this side, welcoming the hero’s exit, faces turned dark on that side, filled with rage.

On the stands.

Yan Nan said indifferently: "Dongfang, this little guy is a bit annoying, you should go back and educate him properly."

Dongfang Sansan replied indifferently: "No need to protect him, Jianghu experience is the true path, if he has talent, he’ll stand out, no need for too much attention."

...

"Fifth match, Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Wu Shuang against Guardian Chu Wuqing."

Luck rotates, this time it’s the Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s turn to be displeased.

Their captain, ranked first, was drawn by the other side’s ninth rank.

No surprise, Wu Shuang won this match.

But Wu Shuang’s intention to weaken and create an opportunity to kill or cripple Chu Wuqing also fell through.

After Fang Che’s devious trap match, the four referees were obviously more vigilant.

Next, the sixth match, Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Bi Ren against Guardian Xue Wanren.

This match was interesting.

Both of their names share a similar character sound.

Bi Ren came up and asked a question: "Xue Wanren, what is your relation to Xue Wanshi, who was so scared he crapped himself in the ring?"

Xue Wanren’s face turned black immediately, angrily saying: "None of your business?"

Bi Ren replied: "How can it not be my business? What if you crap yourself just like that while we’re fighting, wouldn’t I need to prepare myself in advance? Or what if you splatter, what if it gets on me?"