After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Han Zhou, who hunted two tigers alone, appeared at the edge of the ring surrounded by a group of young men. Even though he was pushed to this point by an invisible hand and his future was uncertain, Han Zhou was still in high spirits.

After hesitating for a while, Xie Nanxing walked up to Han Zhou in public and asked, "Are your clothes okay?"

The clothes Xie Nanxing prepared for him were pretty good, including the outer robe, but the inner garment and pants were a bit tight.

I don’t know what material it is made of, but it feels cool as soon as I put it on, which makes him, who is always hot-tempered, feel very comfortable.

"Excellent, very comfortable, but the size you got is wrong. Next time you prepare these for me, remember to prepare a larger size."

Subconsciously, he tiptoed slightly and compared his height with Xie Nanxing: "Now I am taller and stronger, can you see it?"

"Who will prepare this for you next time?"

Xie Nanxing pulled out some of Han Zhou's underwear and completely wrapped the burning wrist: "This time, because Zhongqin Hou couldn't come, and you were in a hurry to come back, I bought you a set of clothes directly from the clothing store."

"Go to the competition and don't be obsessed with winning or losing. Staying alive is more important than anything else."

The sounds of gongs and drums rang out on the arena, and the wooden pillars around the arena were tied with the flags of the red and blue teams.

With the support of Yang Huai, Xie Nanxing sat down on the seat next to Xia Yu with some impatience.

The eyes, which were usually bright and clear, now showed a rare turbidity.

Xia Yu couldn't bear to see Xie Nanxing look so pale: "Since it's a competition in front of everyone, nothing will go wrong tonight. Just watch the fun."

"Well, thank you for your concern, Lord Ming."

How could Xie Nanxing, who was standing at the edge of the ring and listening to Shen Jinmo's words, believe that nothing happened today?

The words that came out of Shen Jinmo's mouth were never exaggerated.

The forgiveness that Shen Jinmo first sought was that this competition would inevitably lead to trouble.

Because of Xie Nanxing's advance instructions, the two men on the ring didn't try their best. They just jumped, swung and stabbed calmly, testing each other.

But if we ignore the fact that Han Zhou had fought with Shen Jinmo the last time he came back to his senses, then his current behavior is normal.

When masters fight each other, one must first understand the opponent's strength so that he can hit the target with one strike.

The silver spear wrapped around the soft whip, and the distance between them, which originally separated half of the arena, suddenly shortened.

When the sharp gun blade stabbed towards the opponent habitually, Han Zhou's attention was snatched away by Xie Nanxing.

The silver spear was pulled out violently, and Han Zhou took a big step back, giving up the opportunity to stab Shen Jinmo.

Han Zhou glanced at Xie Nanxing, who was sitting down and clenching his fists in worry. Just looking at him, he looked like he was facing a great enemy. He smiled lightly.

He didn't think so before, but after seeing Xie Nanxing today, Han Zhou felt that this guy was really a bit stupid.

The letters that had been sent flashed through my mind, the tiger cub trapped in the cage and ultimately worthless, the mountains and rivers where it was difficult to see the light of day, and the people who tried their best but still could not get justice in these mountains and rivers.

All these are more important than Han Zhou's life.

Everyone is destined to die. Even though he received Xie Nanxing's entrustment, Han Zhou could only let Xie Nanxing down again.

The silver spear became sharp in an instant and stabbed straight towards Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo, who was pushed to the extreme by the gun blade, retreated all the way. When he was close to the edge of the ring, he used the soft whip to tie the long stick on the edge of the ring and directly escaped Han Zhou's fatal blow.

The fight on the ring became more and more intense. The flagpoles holding the team flags on both sides were all chopped down to the ground due to the impact of internal force.

The people below the ring, who were originally uninterested, first became interested, and then became breathlessly focused because of the fight.

They were somewhat afraid that they would be affected like those flags for no reason.

After fighting for only fifty moves, Han Zhou's breathing began to become heavy, and even the hand holding the silver spear became a little weak.

The silver spear rushed towards Shen Jinmo, and the whip in Shen Jinmo's hand began to slow down, and he kept dodging on the ring with his agile body.

At the moment when Shen Jinmo's collar was pierced by the spear, the teacup in Xie Nanxing's hand fell to the ground, and he was the first person to stand up, supporting himself on the table with both hands.

He wanted Shen Jinmo to fight back, but Han Zhou was already at the end of his strength and would not be able to withstand any attack from Shen Jinmo.

Ignoring everyone's strange looks, Xie Nanxing knelt down in front of Xia Hong and Zhong Yuanyuan and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Han Zhou can't stand it anymore. I admit defeat on his behalf."

Xia Hong glanced at Xie Nanxing unhappily, then lost a look at Eunuch Lin. The moment Xie Nanxing, who was kneeling in front of him, was helped up, Shen Jinmo turned sideways and kicked Han Zhou in the chest to avoid Han Zhou's attack.

The kick was not supposed to be fatal, but Han Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood. At the moment his body fell straight towards the ring, Han Zhou thought of Wu Cixiu again.

Did his master also force Shen Jinmo to kill him like he did?

If this is the case, then those who claim to be righteous and upright are actually not good people.

They are all stepping on Shen Jinmo's flesh and blood, embarking on what they call the road of light.

The soft whip swung out from Shen Jinmo's hand wrapped around Han Zhou's neck. He suddenly shortened the distance and stood in front of Han Zhou, stepping on Han Zhou's chest.

"General Xiao Han, you lose."

Although he didn't kill Han Zhou, he fell to the ground and spit out blood. He was only one step away from death.

Xie Nanxing struggled hard to break free from Eunuch Lin's restraints, clenched her teeth to hold back all her tears, knelt in front of Han Zhou and pulled away the whip that was wrapped around his neck.

With his weak hands, Xie Nanxing tried very hard to push Shen Jinmo's legs that were on Han Zhou's chest. When he failed to push them away once, he pushed twice.

When it failed to be pushed open twice, Xie Nanxing pushed it three times.

Without looking up, Xie Nanxing just silently asked Shen Jinmo not to hurt Han Zhou.

Xie Nanxing didn't dare to look up, for he was afraid that Shen Jinmo would see the loneliness in his eyes and be hurt.

Unable to push away or break free, Xie Nanxing's tears fell on Han Zhou's brow.

With a choked voice, he uttered a word in despair: "Shen Jinmo, I beg you, let me go."

Xie Nanxing was begging Shen Jinmo for help. Xie Nanxing was begging Shen Jinmo for Han Zhou.

Upon realizing this, Shen Jinmo's legs, which were originally hanging in the air, subconsciously became a little heavier.

Another mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Zhou's mouth. Xie Nanxing hurriedly hugged Han Zhou in his arms, and his tightly clenched fists punched the dry ground again and again.

Like the groaning of a trapped beast, Xie Nanxing's dilemma was presented to everyone.

Xie Nanxing still raised her head, and for the first time, her red eyes looked at Shen Jinmo with disappointment: "Shen Jinmo, I asked you to let go, did you hear me?"

"If you don't loosen up, you will never come to see me again."

This was the first time Shen Jinmo heard such threatening words. They entered his ears but not his heart, but the whip handle in his hand fell to the ground.

He knelt down beside Xie Nanxing and hurriedly handed the handkerchief to Xie Nanxing: "Xie Nanxing, I have a handkerchief, I have a handkerchief, I will wipe your tears."