Interstellar Demon Legend

Chapter 29: class

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"stand up... stand up..."

There were deafening voices in his ears, but Yan Ziye heard another voice among these voices.

"Crack clap..."

There was the sound of ice breaking not far away, Yan Ziye's body on the ground suddenly froze, and he knew what was going on without turning his head. Yan Ziye used up all his spiritual power and froze the big black python from the inside out. In such a short period of time, it actually started to recover

The people in the audience who stood up and shouted at the sight of the ice cubes of the frozen big black python began to shatter, they all took a breath of cold air, and the audience fell silent. "Crack" sound.

"The countdown begins."

After the referee's voice fell, a large screen appeared in the center of the duel arena, and the countdown began.

10… 9… 8…

"Crack..."

7…

"Crack..."

Seeing that the ice cubes were breaking faster and faster, the people in the audience became more and more nervous, and the heartbeat in his chest seemed to have synchronized with the sound of the countdown. Seeing that Yan Ziye is about to counterattack, is he going to lose like this

Yan Ziye narrowed his eyes and looked at the orcs and females who stood up and shouted in unison in the auditorium in front of him. Finally, his eyes fell on Ans, who had been sitting in front of him and did not stand up, but did not smile.

Ans stared at Yan Ziye intently, and found that after looking at him, his thin lips were lightly raised at a distance of six meters.

Are you willing

Are you willing? I've been fighting until now, and it's hard to see that I'm going to win, and it's just a little bit short.

"You are trash."

"Waste materials that don't even reach E-rank are worthy of being the young master of the Yan family? It's a shame for the Yan family."

"In the future, you have nothing to do with our Yan family. We will still give the interstellar coins that should be given, just as sending refugees."

"Yan Ziye, your mental strength and combat strength are not even E-rank, why do you come to our D class? This is where you can talk about your strength."

"I didn't resist even if I scolded him like that. It's so boring. If this orc treats him like that, he's just embarrassing us orcs."

"I see, he's been like this all his life."

"I'm the only heir to the Yan family, and you Yan Ziye, even if you increase your strength, it's just a delusion."

"Are you willing?"

Faces flashed across his mind, there were memories of the original owner in the past, but also memories of Yan Ziye now, those who looked down on him, those who insulted him. He said that if he wanted to make a name for himself, he and Yan Ziye were not trash. So how could he be willing, how could he stop here

How could this be

"2… "

"what… "

Just when everyone was desperate for Yan Ziye, Yan Ziye actually stood up. Yes, he stood up, raised his right hand, and shouted, "I can still fight."

"Ding… "

The number on the light screen in the center of the arena stayed at 1. Looking at Yan Ziye who stood up, and the big black python who had not yet unblocked, the referee announced loudly: "In this game, Yan Ziye of Class D wins."

"Ah... win, win, Yan Ziye wins..."

"Win, really win."

Selt and Bant hugged each other, and Jack and Yuri hugged, too excited, as if they were the ones who won.

The people of Class D pin all their hopes on Yan Ziye. It can be said that Yan Ziye now represents their Class D, so if Yan Ziye has won now, it means that Class D has won. People started cheering.

The other orcs who stood up and shouted for Yan Ziye were also infected with the emotion of victory, and all looked happy and happy.

A few more sensual females seemed to be wiping the corners of their eyes, looking at the figure standing upright on the duel arena, and seemed to think that the orc named Yan Ziye was more dazzling than other orcs at this moment.

The moment Yan Ziye heard that he had won, his whole body was so painful that he could not feel it, the nerves in his brain that had been tense all loosened up, his body softened and he fell down.

"Night… "

Before falling into a coma, he seemed to hear Ans' voice.

At the moment Yan Ziye won, the protective shield on the duel field disappeared. Ans rushed up immediately, helped Yan Ziye, who was lying on the ground, and called Yan Ziye several times, but received no response. Suddenly he felt His hands were wet for a while, he raised the hand that was supporting Yan Ziye's back, and saw that bright red blood covered his hand.

Yuri and the others also ran over, and after seeing Yan Ziye's bloody back, they shouted anxiously, "He is injured, hurry up and take him to the infirmary."

The tall Selt squatted down and said, "I'll carry him."

"No, I'll come." Ans directly hugged the princess and hugged Yan Ziye, and then left quickly with wind. After Yuri and the others reacted, they immediately followed.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be on Yan Ziye, but no one noticed that the frozen giant black python had completely thawed and had already changed back into a human form.

Yan Anxu, who changed back into human form, clutched his injured abdomen, his feet were soft, and he was half-kneeling on the ground. He looked at the big screen of the duel arena. After Yan Ziye's name appeared on the winner's list, he muttered in disbelief. He muttered: "Impossible, impossible, the one who wins should be my Yan Anxu, it should be my Yan Anxu."

By the end, Yan Anxu had already shouted like a madman: "I should be the one who wins, why should Yan Ziye, why..."

Yan Anxu's shouting voice finally attracted the attention of others, and only then did the people in the audience remember the existence of Yan Anxu. Looking at his messy black hair, tattered clothes, and maddened expression, many people expressed sympathy for him.

After all, Yan Anxu is only one step away from winning, but he is only one step away, one minute away, and he is destined to be the loser.

In fact, Yan Anxu's injuries were not as severe as Yan Ziye's. If Yan Ziye hadn't frozen him, then the winner would have been him. Unfortunately, there is no if in the real world. If you lose, you lose. Even if everyone knows, His fighting power is stronger than Yan Ziye.

In the end, the medical staff carried Yan Anxu down. After all, Yan Anxu also suffered a lot of injuries and must be treated in time. And there are still games to come, so we can't delay the following games just because of him alone.

in the infirmary.

After Ans brought Yan Ziye in, he immediately asked the infirmary staff to open the repair warehouse. After putting Yan Ziye on a respirator, he put Yan Ziye into the repair warehouse filled with golden-yellow repair fluid.

Generally, if you are only slightly injured, you need to drink a bottle of nutrient solution to repair the wound to quickly repair the wound, but if you are like Yan Ziye, if you have not only suffered trauma, but also suffered internal injuries, you must use the repair solution. Only the repair solution can quickly repair serious wounds and internal injuries. Of course, the repair liquid cannot repair the consumed mental power, and the mental power can only be recovered by itself.

Yan Ziye soaked in the repair warehouse for the whole time. The sharp-eyed Ans found that the tattoo of the piranha on the back of Yan Ziye's hand seemed to have regained some brightness. After looking at it thoughtfully, Ans shifted his gaze.

Yuri and others walked in, and after seeing Ans standing in front of the repair warehouse, Yuri couldn't help walking over and said to Ans, "Ans, the third game is yours, you Leave first, we are here to watch Yan Ziye."

"Yeah, the second game is Alditch's game. The game will end soon. You should leave first." Jack also said.

"En." Ans nodded, and after taking a last look at Yan Ziye in the repair warehouse, he said to Yuri and others, "Then I'll leave first, and I'll come back after the game. During this time, Xiaoye will ask you."

After speaking, Ans nodded to several people and left.

"Please take care of us? How to say it as if Yan Ziye belongs to him. What is the relationship between Yan Ziye and Ans?" Bant's blue eyes flashed with curiosity.

"You don't care what his relationship is. The most important thing now is that Yan Ziye wins. As long as he wins one more game, he can enter the top five of the academy and represent the academy to participate in the Star Academy hegemony competition. That is a supreme honor." Yuri said with an envious and sighing tone, thinking that Yan Ziye was ranked last in Class D at the beginning, who would have guessed that Yan Ziye could represent Class D in the academy's ranking competition

"The kid I sent just now is my student. How is he now?" Hodder pushed open the door of the infirmary, walked in, and asked the medical staff in the duty room directly.

The medical staff looked at the data in front of the screen and said, "His wound has begun to recover slowly. The absorption of the repair fluid is very fast, and it can be fully recovered in less than three hours."

Hodder let out a sigh of relief, "That's good, otherwise, it would be a pity if we couldn't make it in time for the afternoon game."

When he knew that Yan Ziye was facing Yan Anxu, Hod really didn't have any hope. He didn't expect Yan Ziye to fight all the injuries and win the game. Especially in the last scene, even though he couldn't stand up, he still stood up with a strong will. Just like Yan Chun who refused to admit defeat back then, the two father and son have really similar personalities.

Compared with Yan Ziye's slightly more serious injury, Yan Anxu's injury was only a minor one. After drinking a bottle of potion to restore the injury, he lay in the repair warehouse for an hour, and there was no trace of the abdominal wound left.

There were no wounds left on his body, but the wounds in his heart could never heal. He even thought of losing to Yan Ziye, and blood kept dripping in his heart.

He actually lost to that trash, how can this be, how can it be.

The more he thinks about Yan Anxu, the more unwilling he is. He can't participate in the Star Academy competition, and Yan Ziye can't even think about it. As soon as he came out of the repair warehouse and found that the medical staff were not in the infirmary, Yan Anxu went straight to the ward where Yan Ziye was next door.

"Yan Anxu, what do you want to do, stop me." Seeter looked at Yan Anxu who rushed in and wanted to open the door of Yan Ziye's repair warehouse, so he hurried to stop it.

Yan Anxu was already prepared. He threw the vine seed in his hand, and then immediately activated the abilities that had already gathered. In the room, a dozen vines immediately wrapped around Selt and others, entangling them like seeds. Only Jack was the only one. The same plant-type ability escaped.

Yuri hurriedly shouted to Jack: "Quick, Jack, go to the mentor soon."

"Want to run?" Yan Anxu waved his hand, and the three vines immediately wrapped around Jack's arms and neck, dragging Jack back, who had stepped out of the door.

After entering the repair chamber, if the repair chamber has not completely repaired the wound, once the wound has been soaked in the repair solution, and the air has not been fully healed, the wound will deteriorate rapidly. It takes a lot of time to heal the wound. Yan Anxu, who knew that Yan Ziye still had a game in the afternoon, was playing this attention. As long as Yan Ziye's wound could not recover, even if he participated in the afternoon game, he would not be able to win.

Seeing Yan Anxu's hand reaching out to the button on the repair barn door, the nearest Bant shouted, "Don't..."