"Sorcery, sorcery must have been used."
"It would be better to die."
Some people approve, and others slander him. Those who approve have changed their original views on Nie Yuan, and they can't help but feel admiration in their hearts. However, those who slander him still have the same disgust, wishing that Nie Yuan died on the spot.
"I want to fight you too."
Nie Yuan was still about to vomit blood when a voice came out, interrupting his operation.
A white-haired disciple jumped onto the Fengyun Tower, threw a money bag storage bag in front of Nie Yuan, and said: "Two hundred thousand is yours, fight with me."
"Come." Nie Yuan agreed, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and vomited out the blood he had held back.
"Xuanchou is crazy, I agree to this."
"With injuries like this, there is absolutely no way we can win. Whether we can survive or not is a question."
"It would be better to die."
While everyone was talking, the white-haired disciple sneered and pointed at Nie Yuan. He was also one of Song Waner's fans and had wanted to beat Nie Yuan a long time ago.
Another tracer bomb was thrown out. In less than a moment, the white-haired disciple who had just looked joking had been stripped down to a pair of flowery underwear by Nie Yuan.
When the smoke dissipated, Nie Yuan was still sitting in his original position covered in blood, and the white-haired disciple was still lying where he had been lying before.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.
"Why are you still not defeated?"
"How did he win when he was so injured?"
"Unlock the blood lock."
"I do not know."
"Here I go, add 100,000, and fight with me!"
Another person who was not afraid of death threw his storage bag onto the wind and cloud platform to fight with Nie Yuan. He was seriously disabled. He did not believe that he could not win against a first-level spiritual light realm.
The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. No matter how high he is, he will still have to kneel down when the trace pops up. There is another naked man stripped down to a pair of flowery pants on the edge of the Fengyun Tower.
"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die." Nie Yuan said while vomiting blood, and the acting was so realistic.
"I don't believe I can't beat you. Let me fight."
Another person who did not believe in evil came to the Fengyuntai, dropped his storage bag and wanted to fight Nie Yuan.
The result can be imagined. After a while, Nie Yuan was still sitting there and vomiting blood crazily, and there was another naked man beside Fengyuntai.
The people watching in the audience no longer knew what to say. The thoughts in their hearts at this moment could no longer be described in words, and the expressions on their faces were all extremely funny.
The two women and three men in the crowd were trying hard to hold back their laughter. Biyun and Bai Zhi were okay. They were women after all, so they were a little more reserved. Dongmen Chuixue and the three of them were already holding back their internal injuries, with tears and snot falling all over the floor. I thought I was crying for Nie Yuan on the stage.
"It won't work this time. It really won't work. My internal organs are about to be vomited out." Nie Yuan vomited blood and vomited in a professional manner.
"I don't believe you are still defeated, fight me."
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After more than half an hour of fighting, seven or eight naked men appeared on the stage one after another, but our Young Master Nie was still sitting there covered in blood as before. Although his breath was getting weaker every time, he was still undefeated. It was the naked man who was able to knock the opponent down and lie on the stage, the sixth level of the spiritual light realm of Yishu.
Seeing that everyone in the audience was numb, no, just now another comrade who did not believe in evil came to the stage. When the smoke cleared, the man turned into a naked man again, lying unconscious on the side.
"You fucking won again."
Why use it? Because our Young Master Nie has already used this move to trick no less than ten people. Without exception, all those who fought with him were naked and slept soundly on the battlefield.
"Fuck you."
"No one cares, right?"
"How on earth did he do it."
"I do not know."
Ahem!
This time, it took Nie Yuan a long time to get up from the ground. Blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes became blurred, and his breath was extremely weak, as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment.
This time, he did not say the same words to fight him as he did every time. Instead, he vomited blood one after another on the stage.
Everyone in the audience has learned the lesson. Even so, no one dares to come on stage. The seven or eight people in front are already perfect examples. Losing money is a small matter, but being embarrassed is a big deal. If you lose, you will be stripped naked. Throw it aside.
Nie Yuan took a peek at the people in the audience and saw that no one wanted to go on stage to fight with him, and showed another wave of amazing acting skills.
I saw Nie Yuan sitting up with difficulty, and began to perform exercises to heal his injuries on the stage. He also deliberately showed his injuries to everyone. The meridians all over his body were covered with cracks, as if they were about to shatter in the next moment. Everyone in the audience was shocked. He sighed and clicked his tongue. He was shocked and at the same time admired Nie Yuan's perseverance.
But now that everything is like this, no one dares to go on stage to fight Nie Yuan. Who knows if he has any other tricks? They are so good at it now. They have all gone to the handsome Red Dragon girl in the back door. They will be ordinary goods. Who knows? Still holding back his ultimate move.
Seeing that no one in the audience reacted, Nie Yuan sighed softly and thought, this is the only money he can make today. It seems that he will have to improve his acting skills later on.
Just when Nie Yuan was about to stand up and leave the stage, a figure slowly landed on the stage. He was wearing a white-sleeved Zan Yun Shang and a dragon-shaped ornament on his head. The folding fan is so majestic and powerful that it can be said to be full of charm.
This person is the man who destroyed Qin Shou and Lin Mo, Yan Cheng.
"I heard that you want to challenge me to avenge your brothers." Yan Cheng looked at Nie Yuan with a chuckle on his face.
"Not bad..." Nie Yuan spoke with difficulty and even brought out a mouthful of blood. In fact, he was already as happy as anything.
"Then you still dare to challenge me now." Yan Cheng chuckled and put away the folding fan in his hand.
In fact, he came out of seclusion early in the morning and arrived at the scene. Seeing that Nie Yuan had been accepting challenges from others, he had been secretly observing the battle stage. An evil thought came into his mind. He wanted to humiliate Nie Yuan and wait for him. Seriously injured and dying, he went on stage. If Nie Yuan accepted the challenge, he could be defeated with one finger. If he didn't accept it, he would lose all his face. No matter how you calculate it, it is all in his own favor. He would almost be defeated by him. The cleverness is so brilliant that it takes your breath away.
Previously, Nie Yuan was recovering from his injuries on the stage. He could see the dense cracks on his meridians very clearly. He felt that Nie Yuan was seriously injured and was dying, so he came to the stage to challenge.
"Yan Cheng is a bit unethical."
"Who says it's not the case? Ren Xuanchou was so injured that he came out to challenge."
"That's right, it's so shameless. He must have been there early in the morning and was just waiting for this moment."
"He's eight small realms above and still wants to play such a dirty trick. I really misjudged him."
"Xuan Chou probably won't challenge him again. After all, he's so injured that he can't even stand straight."
From the initial insult to speaking up for him now, Nie Yuan's current performance has won the recognition of most people in the audience.
"Why don't you dare...cough..." Nie Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood again and said, "How dare you fight me!"
"Hahahaha, okay, I accept this challenge." Yan Cheng laughed loudly and continued, "Since it is a challenge, how about we add some bonuses."
