I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

Chapter 195

Li Qing quickly PK Xia Bo, lost.

Li Qingkuai was also seriously injured, and he beat him severely in the arena. Xia Bo also prevented Li Qingkuai from surrendering until Li Qingkuai fell into a coma and his rank went backwards.

The audience watched with more enthusiasm and cheered for Murong Hang's team.

Soon, the next battle begins.

Feng Yuling PK Ren Feiyu.

Shen Jing's team lost two people in a row, and Feng Yuling fought with Ren Feiyu immediately after playing.

After a moment.

Feng Yuling's expression was cold, and the sword was slanted on Ren Feiyu's neck artery.

Ren Feiyu was lying on the ground, facing up, with a blue nose and a swollen face, so frightened that he begged for mercy, "Auntie, be careful, if you scratch an artery, I will die!"

Feng Yuling stepped on Ren Feiyu's abdomen, "What did you say before going on stage? You want me to kneel under you and beg for mercy?"

Ren Feiyu's severely injured part was stepped on and shouted, "Auntie, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Ren Feiyu had already read Feng Yuling's profile, which stated that she was a fourth-rank quasi-martial artist. Last time, even if the boxing strength was measured, he estimated that Feng Yuling had just stepped into the fifth-rank at most. Who would have thought that Feng Yuling was already a Sixth grade intermediate.

If the information is true, Feng Yuling's cultivation speed is also quite unbelievable!

"The defeated general." Feng Yuling snorted softly, turned around and kicked Ren Feiyu off the ring, looked at Murong Hang under the stage, and said coldly, "Return the gift."

Murong Hang's face immediately turned cold when Feng Yuling humiliated in front of the people present.

He looked at Bai Yihe, and said coldly, "The person in the next game will knock her out for me."

Bai Yihe was wiping her saber, when she heard this, she frowned and said in disapproval, "I'm different from you. Although you are the captain, you are not qualified to command me in this kind of thing."

Murong Hang's face turned cold: "Bai Yihe, don't forget whose resources you are cultivating with."

Bai Yihe didn't speak anymore, she stood up and looked to the other side.

Shen Jing looked at Mengtong and frowned.

Cheng Puze and Li Qingkuai have been sent to the hospital.

If it were an ordinary competition, there would never be such a thing as today.

But in the martial arts competition, once you are on the field, you will die, and the rest will be ignored.

He didn't want Mengtong to be seriously injured as well.

"Bai Yihe's sixth-grade high-level breakthrough is imminent. You and her are too far apart in strength. Don't fight, or withdraw if you can't."

Feng Yuling was also very worried, she patted Mengtong's head and said worriedly: "The people in Muronghang's team are simply mad dogs, if you listen to Senior Brother Shen's words, you will admit defeat when you go up there. We have already won, and we don't think it's ugly to lose."

The PK method is based on the team, two people carry out a separate PK, and the team with the highest winning rate wins.

A team of five people, Feng Yuling believes that Shen Jing will not lose, there are two winners, even if they lose, it will not be too ugly.

Mengtong nodded, and she smiled: "Senior Brother Shen, Senior Sister Feng, don't worry, I'll go up and down in a while."

It seems that Meng Tong is planning to admit defeat.

Feng Yuling nodded reassuringly: "Okay, hurry up, Senior Sister is waiting for you below."

Mengtong just entered the ring.

There was an uproar at the scene, and countless cameras surrounded the ring.

There are even spectators betting that Dreameye can hold on for a few minutes.

The sword that Bai Yihe had originally drawn, retracted it and sneered.

"I heard that your boxing strength is only 5,000 jin. I am generally gentle towards girls. If you are sensible, you will be obedient to admit defeat, and I can make you fight unscathed."

Feng Yuling cheered from below, "It doesn't matter Mengtong, it's not ashamed to admit defeat, come down quickly."

Mengtong turned her head to the side and smiled sweetly at Feng Yuling, "Senior sister, don't worry, it will be over soon." Then her expression changed slightly, her hand stretched out, and a golden gun was called out of the air.

The golden gun slid through the air, and a fierce qi rushed past Bai Yihe.

Shen Jing, who was sitting under the stage, saw that qi, her mind calmed down, and she was no longer worried.

Bai Yihe quickly stepped aside, "Since you don't admit defeat, then I'll be welcome." After speaking, he pulled out his sword and rushed forward.

"Mengtong!" Feng Yuling saw that Bai Yihe's move had done his best, and shouted anxiously, "Get out of the way!"

Mengtong not only did not avoid it, but with a golden gun and a petite body, she rushed up.

The two fought for a long time, and the fight was inextricable.

The more Bai Yihe fought, the more difficult it became. She looked at Mengtong in surprise, "You actually hide your strength!"

"My father taught me from a young age to keep a low profile, because you didn't give me a chance."

Mengtong held the golden gun to the ground, and with the help of her strength, she jumped up and turned over in the air, the red satin tied in her hair flew up, she no longer hid her breath, let out her breath, looked serious, jumped down, and drilled into the air. The golden spear spun and knocked off Bai Yihe's sword, and finally Mengtong spun and kicked Bai Yihe off the ring.

Bai Yihe was injured by Mengtong's belly, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Mengtong put away the golden gun, looked at Murong Hang, and smiled sweetly: "It's just a return gift, you're welcome."

After speaking, Mengtong jumped off the ring and gave Feng Yuling a sweet smile.

"How about it, Senior Sister, I said I'll be back soon."

Feng Yuling was already surprised at this time, and it took a long while to speak, "So you are so powerful, no wonder you dared to accompany me to rush forward when I met the seventh-level Night Demon Tiger last time."

Mengtong smiled sweetly: "I also just broke through to the seventh rank, otherwise I will be tied with Bai Yihe."

"The last time about the beast, if there is no senior brother, we can't hold back the crazy night devil tiger."

Saying this, Mengtong stood in front of Shen Jing and clasped her fists: "Senior brother, luckily you didn't lose your life."

"good."

Shen Jing responded, he stood up and flicked the dust off his uniform, copying it into his pocket, his face was cold.

It was his turn to play.