Urban Super Dude

"Let's take action together!"

Now that the matter has come to this, these people have nothing to be afraid of, and they rush towards Zhao Zhiruo together.

Zhao Zhiruo was not afraid, her whole body exuded a cold aura, and her lotus sword kept dancing.

The terrifying Qi gathered around her, like a flowing stream.

"Qinglian Sword Technique!"

Zhao Zhiruo shouted loudly, and lotus flowers slowly took shape and bloomed in the Zhenqi stream.

When the flowers were in full bloom, Zhao Zhiruo waved his sword, and lotus flowers suddenly shot out.

This is Zhao Zhiruo's strongest method. She originally planned to use it to deal with opponents of the same level as Fozi Wuji and Taoist Wang Ye.

But at this moment, Mr. Su was dying, and she was so angry that she directly activated the Qinglian sword technique.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Several contestants on the ring were hit by lotus flowers without any ability to fight back.

In an instant, these people were lying on the ring, and everyone spurted out a large pool of blood.

When they saw Zhao Zhiruo going berserk, they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to wipe away the blood. They fled down the ring in dejection and took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Master Su."

At this moment, Zhao Zhiruo returned to Su Yang, her mood was restored, and her eyes were different from before.

At this moment.

Zhao Zhiruo's eyes were filled with self-blame and guilt, as well as a complicated look that she couldn't describe.

"Zhi... Miss Zhiruo, the way you held the sword just now was so... so beautiful."

While Su Yang was talking, Gulu spat out another mouthful of blood and continued in a far-fetched way: "Since the first time I saw you, I have even thought about what to name the child."

"I dream that one day I can go to Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake with you, watch the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River together, and ride horses and herd on the grasslands outside the Great Wall together."

"It's a pity that I never have a chance again, Miss Zhiruo, I..."

Su Yang was about to say something, but at this moment, the philanthropist on the high seat became too angry.

"You are full of filth, who are you? How could my disciple do these things with you!"

Charity Master Tai ordered in a cold voice: "Zhiruo, quickly, kill him, do it immediately!"

Zhao Zhiruo always carried out her master's orders without thinking.

But this time, seeing Su Yang dying because of saving himself, Zhao Zhiruo couldn't take action at all.

She took a step back, raised her head to look at Master Charity, and begged: "Master, Mr. Su is seriously injured and his life is not long, please let him go."

"no!"

Charity Master Tai gritted his teeth and said: "This person speaks dirty words, dares to molest you, and even contradicts Master, you must kill him with your own hands!"

"I……"

Zhao Zhiruo hesitated and fell into a painful struggle, not knowing what to do.

"Zhiruo, I ordered you to kill him, do you want to disobey the master's order!?" Charity Master Tai pressed.

"yes!"

Seeing that her master was angry, Zhao Zhiruo immediately raised her lotus sword and pointed it at Su Yang. Her expression was very complicated: "Master Su, I don't want to kill you, but master... Master Su, I'm sorry."

Zhao Zhiruo thrust out his sword, and Ah Li's eyes immediately turned cold.

But the next moment, Zhao Zhiruo's sword stopped midway.

Immediately afterwards.

She put down her lotus sword, fell to her knees on the ground, and begged with tears streaming down her face: "Master, I can't do it!"

"Master Su is kind and affectionate to me. I...I can't kill him!"

Zhao Zhiruo then said: "Master, any order you give me, my disciple will do his best to complete it, but this time, please let me make my own choice, please!"

"Zhiruo, you!"

Seeing this, Master Charity was furious at first, but then he sighed deeply and said: "You are finally moved, but I never expected that you would treat a stranger who has met for less than half an hour. Emotional.”

"Master, some things cannot be controlled by time. Ten thousand years are often better than ten thousand years."

Zhao Zhiruo turned back, glanced at Su Yang who was about to die, and smiled: "I didn't believe in love at first sight before, and I didn't even know what it felt like to like someone, but now, I suddenly understand."

"Master, I won this match for you. Tomorrow is the resurrection match, and the day after tomorrow is the second round of the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition."

Zhao Zhiruo stood up and said seriously: "Next, I will take Mr. Su with him to spend the last moments of his life. After burying Mr. Su, I will devote myself to the next competition and strive to win glory for Emei."

"No need."

"You don't have to accompany him."

The philanthropist glanced at Su Yang with gritted teeth and said coldly: "Su Yang is alive and well. His injuries are fake. Zhiruo, you have been deceived!"

"What, it's impossible, this is impossible..."

When Zhao Zhiruo heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and looked at Su Yang lying on the ground with a blank look on her face.

At this time.

Su Yang slowly stood up from the ground, touched the bridge of his nose, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Zhiruo, your master is right, I am indeed not injured."

Su Yang pretended to be injured just to pull off a bitter trick and deceive the little girl Zhao Zhiruo.

But he never expected that Zhao Zhiruo would actually take it seriously and say what he said above.

Now it was Su Yang's turn to be at a loss, realizing that he had overplayed his hand and it would not end well.

"Master Su..."

Seeing that Su Yang's breath was like the sea and he didn't look injured at all, Zhao Zhiruo's first reaction was not to be angry because he had been deceived.

She breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her whole body felt relieved.

"Miss Zhiruo, I'm sorry, I lied to you." Su Yang said awkwardly.

"Don't say this, just be fine."

Zhao Zhiruoyu's face turned red. She didn't care that Su Yang was acting to deceive her. Instead, she took off the sword from the top of the tower and handed it to Su Yang: "I had a chance to kill you, but I didn't do it to you. You won the previous bet." , I am willing to admit defeat, this accessory is yours."

"Miss Zhiruo..."

Su Yang took the top of the tower and put it directly into the storage ring, and then said guiltily: "What happened today is because I went too far, so just think that I owe you a favor."

"If one day you encounter trouble, I will clear all obstacles for you. Even if the sky falls, I will hold up a bright light for you!"

After saying that, Su Yang strode off the ring and voluntarily gave up and surrendered.

His goal is to be ranked first in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, but there is still a resurrection match to play.

He had just deceived Zhao Zhiruo, and Su Yang didn't want to step on this innocent and silly girl to advance to the next round.

Besides, the top of the tower has been obtained, and today’s harvest has been huge.

but.

Before Su Yang left, Ximen Fengyun on the high seat said with an unkind expression:

"Remnants of the Su family, stop!"

ps: Yesterday I went to my mother-in-law's house and was drunk by my brother-in-law. I really can't write. I'm sorry. Please stop trolling me. I feel bad too. I have no full attendance this month, but I will continue to update. Now I update twice a day, about the beginning of the month. Six, the third update will be restored. Let me give you a shout-out, [please don’t complain]