Chapter 913: No Suspense
simply changed his clothes, and Su Yuqi came to pick him up in her car!In this dilapidated neighborhood, a luxury car parked at the entrance instantly drew a lot of attention!"Who's this rich little...Mr. Chen…………
Zhao Wují wanted to follow Chen Píng and confirm whether he had a chance of winning against Watanabe Ichiro. If he didn't have a chance, it would be better to surrender directly. Losing face was better than losing his life.
Chen Ping didn't speak, he just gave Zhao Wuji a reassuring look.
Zhao Wujī did not say anything else. He turned his head back and looked at the stage.
At this point, the stage had been cleared. The Thai team glared angrily at Watanabe Ichiro, but they dared not speak out. What's more, before going on stage to fight, they had already signed a death warrant. In such circumstances, there was no room for revenge!
"Who's next"
"With a sword held in his arms, Watanabe Ichiro surveyed the surroundings and arrogantly declared."
The representative from the Kingdom of A Luo below, his face had turned ashen. According to the draw, it was supposed to be his turn to take the stage, but just now, Ichiro Watanabe’s display of strength had left him feeling rather apprehensive.
In the end, the representatives of Alo surrendered directly. They knew that once they stepped onto the stage, they would only be killed.
After the representative of Aluo Nation conceded, it was next Andrew from Bear Country.
"Andrew, are you sure"
Princess Anna asked Andrew.
This time, Andrew didn't have the same confidence as before. He frowned slightly and said, "I'll give it a try!"
Anna said nothing more, but quietly slipped a pill into Andrew's hand.
Andrew glanced at Anna, tucked the pill into his pocket, and then slowly walked up onto the platform.
Anna clenched her fists, clearly a bit nervous!
"Princess Anna, your Andrew the warrior wouldn't necessarily be outmatched by that Watanabe Ichiro. You needn't worry..."
When Zhao Wujie saw Anna's nervousness, he soothed her in a gentle voice.
"Master Zhao, thank you. The warriors of the Xiong Nation will never accept defeat..."
Anna said with determination in her eyes.
Even if you gave him a Blast Pill, you four muscleheads wouldn't stand a chance against that Ichiro Watanabe!
Chen Ping said calmly.
"What are you talking about" Anna glared angrily at Chen Ping. "If even we, the Andrew Warriors, can't beat that Watanabe Ichiro, you stand no chance. You better hope the Andrew Warriors win this fight, or you'll be begging for your life."
Chen Ping shook his head slightly.
Anna glared at Chen Ping, without saying another word. Meanwhile, on the stage, Andrew and Watanabe Ichiro were already engaged in battle.
When facing Andrew, Ichiro Watanabe was clearly not as relaxed as he had been when facing Songpa. His long sword was also drawn.
The sword, like willow leaves, emanated a chilling cold light. Thin as cicada wings, every swing was like lightning striking down.
Andrew, relying on his physical advantage, wielded his iron fists with force, showing no fear of Ichiro Watanabe's long sword. He directly met Watanabe's sword with his own fists!
Ding ding ding…
A shower of gold flashed, but Andrew remained unharmed.
Although both sides fought fiercely, neither gained an advantage. However, Andrew's use of his fists against Watanabe Ichiro's katana clearly showed that he had the upper hand.
"See, the iron fists of our Andrew the Valiant fear no weapon. I've seen with my own eyes Andrew the Valiant grab a bullet fired from a gun..."
Anna saw that Andrew seemed to be gaining the upper hand, instantly becoming less tense. She looked at Chen Ping with a smug expression and said,
Chen Ping just smiled faintly and said, "Within ten moves, your Andrew warrior will surely be defeated..."
"What did you say" Anna jumped to her feet. "Are you cursing our warriors""Mr. Shi looked at Chen Ping and asked."Two Martial Saint artifacts" Chen Ping was taken aback. "You're saying that the Martial Alliance now has two Martial Saint artifacts""Not bad..."Mr. Shi nodded....