Everyone around was sweating profusely on their foreheads, thinking to themselves, what happened to these two people? Why are they so strong? The Zen staff is as if it has no hardness in their hands.
Ye Qingxuan picked up the "Qiankun Circle" version of the water mill Zen stick that just reached his feet, and waved it around a couple of times in a daze, smiling bitterly in his heart. This time he played too much, and forgot Ruhua's character.
Now that the fifth master has been provoked, he has to find a way to coax him later, isn't he just looking for trouble
Shaking his head helplessly, when he looked up, the brothers had already carried Zhan Yu and Ru Hua down for treatment. Even with Ru Hua's [Luohan Golden Body] magic skill, that sword couldn't be completely offset. Luckily, Ruhua used her arms, legs and feet to block the fragile parts. It's not a big deal, but it won't work if you don't check it.
The most serious thing was Zhan Yu, whose hands and feet would be disabled if he didn't do well.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan's heart was full of murderous intent. At this time, everyone had already retreated, leaving only Wan Guotai and Huangfu Taiming on the stage to negotiate with the audience. Originally, Zhan Yu was the best at talking about superficial things, but Now that Zhan Yu is injured, the heavy burden will naturally be handed over to Huangfu Taiming. This prince is an all-rounder. There is no game that he can't play. Even if you are an embroidery, he can go up and stab two needles...
Worried about Zhan Yu's injury, Ye Qingxuan took the "Qian Kun Circle" and walked back. After a total calculation, I won't be so angry, help him fix the weapon.
Holding the two ends of the water grinding Zen stick with both hands, and breaking it out, it creaked—
The Qiankun circle has become a hairpin...
No, his arms are not long enough. Ye Qingxuan pressed one end of the water-milled Zen stick to the ground, stepped on it with his feet, and pulled the other end with both hands, creaking. Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Qingxuan straightened the water-milled Zen stick again. I took a look and saw where it was not straight enough, I went up and raised my fist, like a hammer, knocked, and finally got the water-milled Zen stick back to its original shape, and nodded with satisfaction.
The warriors around were sweating profusely, talking about it...
"Everyone, everybody, did you see that the Zen stick as thick as a small tree is like noodles in the hands of these two people, it can be rounded when it is said to be round, and straightened when it is said to be straight, how powerful is this? "
"Is this fucking human?"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful to screw your head off. Didn't you see that crazy monk even dared to kill the 'Little Sword God'? What do you think they dare not do?"
"Yeah, the way the monk stares is really scary, but it's also really heroic, so bold..."
"I didn't see it, this little Taoist priest is fierce enough, he looks stronger than that big monk, what did these people eat to grow up?"
"I heard that these people are all brothers of the opposite sex. I think they are the heroes of this generation in the Jianghu..."
"That's right, a young hero, a hero among men..."
"This is big news, I have to record it..."
"What are you doing dude?"
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce, the third-level recorder of Sihai Pavilion, full-time anecdote interview!"
…
Ye Qingxuan was planning to go back now, but when he turned his head, he saw that bastard Gui Biesheng rummaging around the competition arena with his ass pouted, what is this bastard doing
"Hey, turtle student, what are you looking for?"
Guibiesheng raised his head and saw that Ye Qingxuan was holding the big Zen stick that was full of twists and turns back to its original shape, he couldn't help grinning his teeth, and said with a smile: "Oh, godfather, I asked my second uncle to give it to me specially. What about the gift from the greeting... You can't lose this thing, if you lose this battle, it's useless... "
"What a mess, what the hell is it?"
"Tooth, I'm looking for a tooth..."
"Teeth?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and cursed: "You worthless thing, what are you looking for? Chewed up calcium?"
This time it was Gui Biesheng's turn to be stunned. After thinking for a long time, he didn't understand the meaning of calcium supplementation, so he simply said: "Qi godfather, that thing is so small, it's 'One Sword Villa' Not to mention that the second uncle suffered such a serious injury, we can't take revenge for a while, but we can disgust them. I will inlay this tooth with crystals and go around for a tour, just say 'Little Sword God' that bastard I was beaten all over the ground by my second uncle, and I was scared to death by my fifth uncle. I don’t think he can go down the mountain and see people... "
"You said this thing is really fucking bad enough," Ye Qingxuan pointed at Guibiesheng's nose and cursed, waved his hand after cursing, and said, "Hurry up and look for it, let me take a look when it's done... just do it, it's worth it." Li Muchan came out to chase and kill us juniors, let me see how thick-skinned he really is, do you want this 'No. 1 in the world' face!"
"Oh, godfather, you have a good idea—"
"How many did you find?"
"I found three. I don't know if there are any more. Isshiki's molars are big and pigmented..."
"Don't look for it, there are only three, I saw it when it flew!"
The two of them walked back while talking. On the way, Guibiesheng held a molar tooth and looked at it in the sun for a while, as if looking at the purity like a gem.
"Oh, that bastard Li Daozong likes to bite with his right side. The right molar is worn out enough. But this kid's mouth is okay, not a single tooth decay..."
"Stop researching, let's go..."
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After the battle between Zhan Yu and Li Daozong, the brothers finally realized how powerful this "Little Eagle King" is. The inheritance of the "Eagle King" is indeed beyond the reach of disciples from ordinary aristocratic families.
Whether it was against Yunzhu at the beginning or when he fought against the gangsters of Wushuang Fort in Mu'an City, Zhan Yu did not show his true strength. In fact, it was the same in this match. Zhan Yu would never use the [Eagle King Duan Kong Slash] that he has not yet mastered.
It can be said that both Li Daozong and Zhan Yu used forces beyond their control at the last moment, which indirectly meant a contest between the "Sword God" and the "Eagle King".
In the tent at this time, only Zhan Yu's sworn brothers were left behind, and the disciples of Qingyun Temple returned to their tent, leaving only two people guarding the door.
As for those little girls who were too weak in character, especially the Lu sisters, seeing Zhan Yu hurt in such a situation, their eyes were red and their words choked up. Staying here didn't help, on the contrary, it made the atmosphere not good, so Zhongli Lingqing took the Lu sisters and Mei Yinxue to find her sister Jiang to find a way.
After Duan Sanshi's inspection, Ruhua's injuries are not serious, but Zhan Yu's problems are much more serious. Ruzhen's true energy almost shot Zhan Yu's hands and feet, not only the flesh and bones, but also the meridians. A serious injury...
As soon as Duan Sanshi stopped, the brothers around him gathered around and asked anxiously, "How about third brother?"
The great monk Ruhua wiped off the blood all over her body, covered her with ointment, stretched her neck to look at Duan Sanshi, and asked in a rough voice: "Third brother, is my second brother okay? If it can't be cured, I will return Go smash that boy Li Daozong with a Zen stick, and vent your anger on my second brother... "
Duan Sanshi frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Let's spread out now, don't crowd here, what if it affects the second brother?"
Zhan Yu smiled casually, and said slowly: "It's okay, third child, you can just talk here, I also want to know what kind of situation I am."
Glancing at Zhan Yu, and then at the eager and anxious eyes of everyone, Duan Sanshi sighed, organized his words, and said slowly: "Second brother used his true energy indiscriminately, using martial arts that he didn't master, the meridians Some injuries, but fortunately the second brother practiced [Yi Jin Jing] well, the internal injuries were controlled to a very light range, not serious. The sword mark on the chest is just a flesh injury, leaving a scar at most, the second brother If you don't like it, I will wipe it off for you in the future... This kind of internal injury is easy to say, and it is relatively easy to treat. The most difficult thing to deal with now is the meridians of the second brother's right hand and right calf... "
Everyone gasped when they heard it.
Injury to the meridians is no different than others, and it is easy to have symptoms that are difficult to heal.
Moreover, all of Zhan Yu's kung fu is in these two hands and one pair of legs. One is lightness kung fu, the other is claw kung fu.
Ye Qingxuan breathed out a turbid breath, frowned and asked, "Third Brother, how far is Second Brother's meridian injury?"
Among them, Ye Qingxuan knew medical skills, Duan Sanshi did not hide anything, and said: "The meridians... are almost hard to form, broken and broken, and it is almost impossible to repair..."
Everyone's hearts immediately turned cold. What Duan Sanshi meant was almost tantamount to declaring that Zhan Yu's hands and feet were disabled. Although he could still use it like a normal person, he couldn't use his strength, and he couldn't circulate his true energy...
Ruhua burst into rage, and shouted: "You, look at me, I, I said to kill the little bastard, but you won't let me..."
"Old five...don't talk about it!" Zhan Yu smiled, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "Time, fate, and luck are beyond my control. Since it is destined to be like this, I can't force it. Brothers don't need it." Feel sorry for me, I still have a hand and a foot left, I can still live for hundreds of years, I can still be born, I can still be romantic and happy, I can still bully the bastard... "
Gui Biesheng then said: "Second uncle, as long as you are happy, you can bully me however you like..."
"Get out—you're not as good as a bastard..."
Everyone laughed, diluting a little bit of sadness...
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his chin, and asked Duan Sanshi seriously: "Third brother, second brother's injury, is there really nothing in the world that can heal it?"
Duan Sanshi shook his head, and said: "Although there is a record of changing meridian and acupuncture points in ancient methods, it has long been lost. Although some medicines claim to have the same effect, they are actually just to open up blocked meridians. , not to regenerate the meridians... "
Everyone fell into despair again.
At this time, Jiang Shuihan suddenly said: "I know there is a way to save my second brother..."
Everyone was overjoyed and asked excitedly: "Eighth brother, do you have a solution? Tell me quickly, what is the solution..."
"I don't know how to do it!" Jiang Shuihan said calmly, "But Seventh Brother knows..."
Everyone's surprised eyes turned to Ye Qingxuan who looked puzzled...
"Ah?" Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, pointed to his nose and said incredulously, "You mean me?"