Andrew returned to his original appearance, and the breath on Andrew's body was not enough to support him to continue transforming.

Looking at Andrew like that, the three Watanabe Ichiro instantly joined together and stood in front of Andrew in an instant.

The long sword in his hand was placed directly on Andrew's neck, and now as long as Ichiro Watanabe waved gently, Andrew would be separated.

However, Ichiro Watanabe did not kill Andrew, but with a wave of the long sword in his hand, Andrew's body was instantly scratched with scars.

Soon, a large turtle pattern was drawn on Andrew's chest. Although Ichiro Watanabe did not kill Andrew, this practice was even more humiliating.

"I kill you......"

Andrew looked at the blood dripping from his chest and roared at Ichiro Watanabe.

But Ichiro Watanabe kicked off the ring.

"If it weren't for you being from the Xiong Country, I would have killed you long ago..."

Watanabe Ichiro sneered.

Andrew seemed to have lost his mind at the moment, desperately trying to rush towards the ring.

Such humiliation is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Andrew..."

Anna shouted, since she lost, she lost. If the entanglement continued, Xiong Guohui would be even more embarrassed.

Hearing Anna's cry, Andrew walked back as a last resort, the wound on his chest was still bleeding, but Andrew didn't care.

"Now it's your turn, Daxia Kingdom, I hope this competition won't let me down..."

Ichiro Watanabe looked at Zao Wou-Ki and said with a look of arrogance and contempt.

Zao Wou-Ki was full of anger, and then looked back at Chen Ping, he wanted to tell Chen Ping a few words, but he didn't want Chen Ping's foot to be lightly stunned, and the whole person flew to the top of the ring.

Ichiro Watanabe looked at Chen Ping who came to power, and the disdain in his eyes became more intense: "You even sent a great master to compare with me, don't you think that there is no one in the big Xia country?"

"Kill you, my strength is enough!"

Chen Ping spoke lightly, his tone full of confidence.

"Hahaha, arrogant, I like to see you arrogant, because the more arrogant you are, the more bloodthirsty you can arouse..."

Watanabe Ichiro squinted his eyes, his pupils shone brightly, then inserted the long sword in his hand into the ring, and slowly stretched out a palm.

It seems that Ichiro Watanabe intends to defeat Chen Ping with his bare hands. In his eyes, Chen Ping's strength is not enough for him to draw his sword.

"You want to beat me with your bare hands?" Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's enough to deal with you with bare hands, yours is not qualified for me to draw my sword..."

Watanabe Ichiro sneered.

"If you don't draw the sword, I'm afraid you will never have the chance to draw the sword again..."

Chen Ping looked calm.

"Hahaha, then I'm going to try it!"

After Watanabe Ichiro finished speaking, his eyes were cold, and he slapped Chen Ping with a palm.

stab

With just this palm, the entire air seemed to be torn apart, and then a strong wind swept out.

Watanabe Ichiro is not only a swordsman, he also has a deep energy.

This energy instantly pierced the surrounding air, and went towards Chen Ping with an incomparably sharp shriek.

On the ring, a deep imprint was instantly drawn by this energy. You must know that this ring is specially made of hard granite for this competition, and it has been tempered and polished to be extremely hard!

But at this time on the ring, a sharp friction sounded, and a deep imprint appeared.

The strength of Watanabe Ichiro's palm is sharper than a sharp blade.

Facing this powerful energy, Chen Ping raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly bursts of golden light erupted all over his body, followed by Chen Ping like a silkworm chrysalis wrapped in golden light.

"what......"

When Watanabe Ichiro saw Chen Ping's change, his expression changed slightly.

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