"Uh-huh..."

Seeing that he finally left Di Mo Yu, he had a chance to admit defeat, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his jaw was dislocated!

If you can't speak, you can't admit defeat, and the real truth makes Brown Yiqing almost collapse.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Then, when he looked up at the edge of the jousting platform that was close at hand, he immediately used his last strength to reach out and climb over.

There has never been a moment when there was such a strong desire to leave the ring.

It's terrible, the teenager in front of me is terrible!

Although he is younger than him, his strength is far above him, and his methods are vicious.

It's obviously a battle that can end quickly, and it's obvious that everyone else is a one-trick defeat, but he doesn't know where to offend him, and everything changes when he comes to him.

The whole process was deliberately torturing him, so that he really realized what it means to be unable to survive and to die.

The actions of the young man in brown naturally did not escape Di Mo Yu's eyes, and he glanced at the other party's movement speed, which was slower than a snail, and did not make another move.

"It's coming. ”

Soon, Di Mo Yu received a message from Lai Jun Feijue, "Right forearm, left calf, comminuted fracture." ”

"Yes. ”

Di Mo Yu looked up at the audience, and saw Jun Feijue at a glance, and bowed his head lightly at her.

Then, Long Bujian saw that Di Mo Yu quickly stepped forward, and just when the young man in brown was almost half out of the ring, he stepped on his left calf expressionlessly.

"Click..."

"Ahh

After the crisp sound of bone cracking, the heart-rending screams of the young man in brown were remembered in the ring.

The loud voice directly alarmed several people on the competition platform next to it and the people in the audience, and they were all attracted to it.

"Bang..."

However, Di Mo Yu just kicked out again with a blank face, and directly kicked the young man in brown off the competition platform.

"Click..."

It seems to be a simple kick, but it is actually mixed with ingenuity, and at the moment of landing, the right forearm of the young man in brown was the first to land impartially and broke directly.

"Shhhhh

This cold-blooded method made everyone's scalp tingle.

The female students who had been helping to cheer on the side were all silent, and at this moment, they felt that this teenager was a little scary.

Then, at the moment when the audience was silent, Di Mo Yu slowly walked to the ring, condescendingly, and finally said the first words after taking the stage today.

"Waste, stay too long. ”

"Poof..."

Hearing this, the young man in brown who had already been on a stretcher on the medical staff's desk suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, he finally understood why he was deliberately targeted.

It turned out that he was avenging the young man in blue.

At this moment, the young man in brown really regretted it very much in his heart, he didn't expect that the young man in blue would have a companion, and he was so powerful.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely keep his eyes open and be less unruly towards the dragon.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

The young man in brown was almost dead at this time, because he had used this method against too many people, and he knew very well the consequences of such an injury.

Basically, it can't be cured.

Even if it's barely good, it's back to the way it was, and you can't use the moves to perfection anymore.

The master made a move, and the difference was thousands of miles, and he knew that even if he entered the Qifu Academy this time, his martial arts path would be useless.

He just didn't expect that the way he ended up being like this was actually caused by his usual moves.

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