C1266 Shang Jianxuan Lost
C1266 Shang Jianxuan Lost
Not only him, but the audience also began to waver.
Ye Zhengxiong's expression changed drastically. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Lee Yifann. Just now, he and a group of big shots were so excited that they thought that Shang Jianxuan would definitely win. Lee Yifann asked them not to be happy too early. Originally, they thought it was quite disappointing. In the end, no one had expected that Yamamoto Hanzou would still have some tricks up his sleeve.
"Could it be that Master Shang is going to lose?!" Ye Zhengxiong couldn't accept this result.
"This is impossible, right? Even if Yamamoto Hanzou uses his double-edged blade, it doesn't mean that Master Shang won't have the chance to win..." Hu Lun still had hope for Shang Jianxuan.
Ye Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and looked at Lee Yifann, "Young Master Lee, will Master Shang really lose?"
"Yes, he will definitely lose." Lee Yifann nodded slightly.
"This..." Ye Zhengxiong was very unwilling to accept this, "Master Shang's Heavenly Spirit Sword is extremely powerful, and he hasn't even attacked yet. How could he lose?"
"Although I don't know how powerful his Heavenly Spirit Sword is, but his opponent's twin blades... Obviously, it was stronger than his sword. Since he has been famous for a long time, he naturally has his reasons. " In comparison, this Shang Jianxuan, Lee Yifann, had never heard of him before. Even if Shang Jianxuan kept a low profile, no matter how low profile a Spiritual Master was, how low could he keep a low profile?
From this, it could be seen that Shang Jianxuan's strength was mostly fake.
He said it confidently, but there were still people who were not convinced. Hu Lun gritted his teeth, "I don't think Master Shang will lose. We haven't fought yet, and it's still too early to decide who will win or lose..."
Lee Yifann was too lazy to explain. When the result was out, he would naturally prove who was right.
On the arena, Shang Jianxuan obviously wasn't as confident as he was at the beginning when he faced Yamamoto Hanzou, who had taken out the dual blade. His expression became extremely solemn. He did not dare to underestimate his opponent. He was very clear about the power of the twin blades. If he was careless, he would lose miserably.
Immediately, Shang Jianxuan held the Heavenly Spirit Sword and attacked with the Heavenly Snake Sword Technique.
The sword technique was like a spirit snake. The sword technique was strange, tricky, and vicious.
"Hmph." Yamamoto Hanzou didn't panic at all. The double-leaved blade was spinning at high speed in his hand, like his left and right arms.
"Slash!"
With an angry shout, the double-edged blade in Yamamoto Hanzou's hands was like a sharp chakram blade, cutting through the air. In the blade shadow, it had already surpassed the limits of the naked eye. The blade light slashed horizontally.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"
It was as if there was an electric current passing through the air, and the long blade struck the Heavenly Spirit Sword.
"Crack! Crack!"
"Clank! Clank, clank!"
The sword attack was broken in an instant. The aftershock of the Heavenly Spirit Sword made Shang Jianxuan feel as if his hand was going to be shattered.
"What a terrifying blade technique!" Shang Jianxuan was frightened.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Bang!"
Accompanied by a fierce collision sound, the Heavenly Spirit Sword in Shang Jianxuan's hand was forcefully sent flying by the overbearing brute force. The long blade instantly cut towards his arm and body.
"Puchi!"
Blood splashed out, and a faint fishy smell was stirred up.
Shang Jianxuan felt a sweetness in his throat, and a surge of blood gushed up. His body flew backwards, drawing a blood red arc in the air. He flew out of the arena, and with a dull thud, he fiercely fell to the ground.
"Pa!"
The Heavenly Spirit Sword also fell to the ground with a clear metallic sound.
"Huhuhu!"
The long blade stopped spinning. Yamamoto Hanzou stood at the edge of the arena and looked down at the defeated Shang Jianxuan. He said arrogantly and coldly, "You lost!"
Silence.
The scene was dead silent.
Everyone looked at the defeated Shang Jianxuan with blank expressions. They had never thought that Shang Jianxuan would lose so easily.
"Puff..."
Shang Jianxuan fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Yamamoto Hanzou, and his heart was filled with unwillingness. However, he knew very well that he had already lost.
Initially, he was confident enough to fight the battle, but in the end, he had suffered such a crushing defeat. This was a huge blow to him.
The surrounding audience also began to sigh.
"Sigh! I didn't think that Master Shang would also lose!"
"What should we do now? This Japanese is so proud of itself! "
"In such a huge China, could it be that no one can defeat this Japanese?"
The audience was annoyed and helpless. They could not blame Shang Jianxuan. After all, he had fought with all his might. It was just that he was not strong enough.
"As expected of Master Hanzou! He shocked the world with his first attack!"
"A mere Huaxia martial artist is only so-so!"
The people from the Yamamoto Family who were on the other arenas all revealed proud expressions.
Their words made the audience feel even more upset.
"Sigh!" Ye Zhengxiong sighed deeply. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. He sat on the chair, paralyzed, and almost unable to speak.
"How could this be..." Hu Lun was disappointed. He was full of confidence that Shang Jianxuan would win, but the result was right for Lee Yifann. Shang Jianxuan had lost.
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After a long while, Hu Lun gritted his teeth and asked Lee Yifann, "Young Master Lee, why did Master Shang use his trump card and still lose?"
Lee Yifann casually glanced at him and said, "Didn't I say that the Foreigner is stronger? That blade of his was not something an ordinary martial artist could grasp. Those who can grasp it are all geniuses... "
" So that's how it is. In the end, it is because our eyesight is not good enough. " Hu Lun sighed sadly.
Ye Zhengxiong's throat rolled. He made a prompt decision and said, "Now that Master Shang has lost, we can only ask Young Master Lee to help us!"
"Do you really want me to help you?" Lee Yifann raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.
"Of course!" Ye Zhengxiong nodded his head heavily, "Now, only Young Master Lee can make a move. I hope Young Master Lee can keep the situation under control. As for the conditions, just state them!"
"Do you really want me to state them as I wish?" Lee Yifann's expression became even more playful.
Ye Zhengxiong was stunned. When he heard that Lee Yifann was willing to help, he was still very happy. However, it seemed like Lee Yifann was going to ask for an exorbitant price.
He carefully asked, "What condition does Young Master Lee want? As long as we can do it, we will not refuse."
He knew very well that people like Lee Yifann could not join, so he could only try to rope them in.
He also didn't know what Lee Yifann liked, so he couldn't get along with him. He could only try to ask.
A big shot thought for a while and grinned. "Young Master Lee, if you want money, just open it."
"Money?" Lee Yifann chuckled. He had a lot of money. He did not lack money. He said coldly, "Do you think I look like I'm short of money? To be honest, your money may not be as much as mine. "
"Uh..." That big shot's face stiffened.
This guy... isn't he too arrogant?
All of them had at least a few hundred billion worth of assets, or even more. In Lee Yifann's mouth, money was not even as much as he had.
He really dared to say that!