"Sit down..!" Zhu Biaoqiang hurriedly helped Huang He to the bench, hurriedly put his arm on his face, and his face was very serious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's okay.. Pranayama for a while! Huang He waved his hand and said with a light smile.

Zhu Biaoqiang frowned, and said unhappily: "Who are you fooling?" Your injury? Don't have three or five days, don't even think about it? In this regard, Huang He also knew that he couldn't hide it, so he smiled bitterly, but he was very moved in his heart.

Just when Huang He smiled bitterly, suddenly, his face became a little solemn, and he found that an inexplicable force was pouring into his body, repairing the injuries in his body, looking down at Zhu Biaoqiang, and exclaiming: "Are you...?" ”

"Don't talk, your injury will affect the next game!" Zhu Biaoqiang said sternly, and continued to convey the true qi in his hand to repair the injuries in his body.

"But you...?" Huang He worried.

"Don't worry, I know it!" Zhu Biaoqiang interrupted him directly, after all, Zhu Biaoqiang is not a fool, he naturally knows to keep some true anger, otherwise, how will he play the game in a while?

"Okay..!" Huang He smiled lightly with emotion, everything was silent.

After a while, Huang He also felt that his internal injuries were almost healed, and he only needed to breathe a little more to fully recover. Hurriedly said: "It's okay, you can save some real qi yourself, you still have to compete in a while, my next game is going to go tomorrow, next, I just need to breathe myself!" ”

"Got it, I'm not stupid, and besides, my game should be early!" Letting go of Huang He's hand, Zhu Biaoqiang looked at the ring and smiled a little tiredly.

"Zhu Biaoqiang? Do you really do that? I look at the next, it won't be long before Meng Fan's kid wins the game, and in the next game, it's time for you to play? Guan Xiaoxiao on the side glanced at the ring, Meng Fan had already started a war with the foreign cultivator named Qingcang. According to Guan Xiaoxiao's estimate, it won't take long, about half an hour, and the winner should be able to tell the winner, but in this half an hour? Zhu Biaoqiang's true qi will definitely not recover much, Guan Xiaoxiao guessed, Zhu Biaoqiang's true qi in his body is conservatively estimated, at most fifty percent?

Although it didn't take too much true qi to heal Huang He, don't forget, in the morning, he also experienced the knockout round, and moreover, he also saved Xiao Hong? Although he experienced a two-hour intermission at noon, he recovered some true qi, but now he is healing Huang He's injuries? Naturally, there wasn't much true qi left.

The bright eyes glanced at Qimai in the distance again, and his heart was even more frightened, his eyebrows frowned, and he smiled condensedly: "Moreover, that opponent of yours is not simple!" ”

"I know!" Zhu Biaoqiang was embarrassed, but he also smiled bitterly, and after his own observation, he also knew that Qimai was not simple. After checking the situation in his body, he barely had fifty percent of his true qi, and he was still a little worried in his heart.

"I mean, that guy is dangerous, be careful!" Guan Xiaoxiao's face was grim, and she reminded, in fact, she still had one sentence to say, that is, her mind reading skills were useless to that Maiqi?

It was rare to see Guan Xiaoxiao so dignified, Zhu Biaoqiang also nodded cautiously, and while recovering the true qi in his body, he said: "Well, I know, I also think that person is not simple..."

"Anyway, you can ask for more blessings!" Immediately, Guan Xiaoxiao returned to her usual smiling face, and she didn't have a good airway. In this regard, Zhu Biaoqiang also twitched the corners of his mouth, very speechless, can this Nizi change her face really quickly? However, Zhu Biaoqiang didn't know Guan Xiaoxiao's thoughts, but she thought that there was another person who she couldn't see through, and she hadn't paid much attention to that Maiqi before, and just now, she was surprised to find this problem. Now, I sneered in my heart, thinking about Zhu Biaoqiang and Mai Qi? What will be the result?

"What do you say? Look, the competition is getting more and more intense! Qiu Yan didn't understand the situation yet, thinking that Zhu Biaoqiang was just helping Huang He take the pulse and see the injury, so he didn't take it to heart, and then pointed to the ring and said.

Hearing this, several people also hurriedly looked at the ring carefully, and now the fight on the stage is fierce, and it has gradually entered a white-hot state.

"Hey, hey.. Not bad? And two brushes? The two fists collided again, Meng Fan took a few steps back, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and exclaimed.

"Hmph, don't look down on people, your strength is just one level higher than mine..." Rubbing his slightly numb arm, Qing Cang snorted coldly and shouted disdainfully.

Meng Fan stepped on it again, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he chuckled: "Oh? Is it? ”

"Take me this trick and try it..."

Qing Cang let out a loud shout and took the lead in attacking again, the momentum around his body trembled suddenly, and the bare thick arms and green tendons burst out, smashing into the front with a ferocious momentum.

Meng Fan's eyes narrowed, his body bent quickly, he deftly dodged the latter's fist, and his elbow struck quickly into the latter's chest. The latter couldn't dodge, and his eyes burst with surprise, and he hurriedly gathered his strength to form a defense in his chest.

"Bang.."

With a muffled sound, a figure retreated more than ten steps, covering his chest with both hands, just a few muffled coughs, and hurriedly looked in front of him, only to find that the other party was already gone.

"Ahem.. What about people..? Qing Cang clutched his chest and said in surprise. hurriedly looked around, but before he could do so, he heard a playful voice behind him. Then, a ferocious punch rushed towards the back, and I was shocked, but I couldn't dodge it at all.

"Hey, hey... You're too slow here..."

"Bang --

Qing Cang's figure burst out again, like a kite with a broken string, and sped out rapidly, smashing on the stone slab of the ring more than ten meters away, making a dull sound. In an instant, I also saw him lying on the ground, motionless, and seemed to have fainted?

"Did you win? Meng Fan's kid is really not simple...? Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan in the audience stared at the firmament lying on the ground, and sighed with her rosy lips like flower petals.

"No.. Not yet.." Zhu Biao on the side said solemnly, but when he said this, he still hurriedly used his strength to restore the true qi in his body. However, it seems that the effect is good, it seems that because of the relationship of "Bomb Fist", the speed at which he recovers his true qi is also much faster than that of ordinary cultivators!

"Humph! Only a brainless guy thinks that this will defeat the one named Qingcang, right? Guan Xiaoxiao also looked at Qiu Yan with a smile and said playfully.

When Qiu Yan heard this, she was immediately annoyed, and yelled: "Guan Xiaoxiao, what are you talking about..?" Guan Xiaoxiao spread her little hands, said nothing, and playfully spit out her little tongue, so angry that Qiu Yan's teeth itched.

"Okay, although the winner hasn't been decided yet, but depending on the situation, it should be soon!" Zhu Biaoqiang also interrupted the battle between the two women, and said solemnly, feeling a little anxious. It seems that it won't be long before the game will be over, and the next one, but it's time to play by yourself? His current true qi has only recovered sixty percent at most?

"Get up, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead?" Looking coldly at Qing Cang lying on the ground not far away, the corners of Meng Fan's mouth cracked, and he shouted impatiently. Although, he knew that his punch just now was not light, but if he didn't use martial arts, it was impossible to kill a cultivator from a foreign family who was one level lower than him with one punch.

"Hee-hee......, not bad.. Not bad.. It's a pity that your strength is a little worse, and this bit of strength can't hurt my muscles and bones..."

An excited and excited laugh sounded, and Qing Cang slowly got up from the ring, wiped a handful of faint blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly word by word. He twisted his arm, making a 'gurgling' sound, and his eyes also ignited a beast-like fiery battle intent, as if he didn't take Meng Fan in his eyes.

"Hey, hey... Against you? I don't use martial arts yet, I can't kill with one punch, then ten punches, ten punches can't work, then a hundred punches... See who can stand it? Meng Fan also smiled faintly and said coldly. He also occupies his own level strength and speed, so he doesn't want to fight hard with Qing Cang, slowly wear down the other party, and then find a chance to solve it, this is the best policy.

"Hahaha... What do you think of now? ”

Qing Cang looked up to the sky and laughed, and in an instant, his eyes froze, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, becoming a little dull, Meng Fan also narrowed his eyes, knowing that the other party should be using a powerful martial art, and hurriedly became vigilant. Qing Cang roared, and the momentum on his body rushed back and forth, and his body, which was originally strong, became more condensed and hard.

"Yikes!"

With a loud roar, Qing Cang's body trembled, the muscles on his body became fuller and more symmetrical, even the lines were very full, and even the surface of the skin could see the bruised tendons. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he roared, and his figure exploded towards Meng Fan.

"Bloodthirsty Vajra Fist Third Style!

"Cut, it's still so slow..."

Seeing that it was coming, although the former was fierce, it was still a meaningless move if it couldn't hit itself. Therefore, as soon as the corners of Meng Fan's mouth cracked, he sneered, but his figure also flashed in a hurry and dodged the other party's attack. Immediately afterwards, a punch hit the former's chest without stopping, and his face also showed a hint of pride.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and Meng Fan originally had a shallow smile on his face, but in an instant, the smile disappeared, and his whole face condensed. I saw that after the former was hit, his body only took a small step back, and moreover, the former's hand movements did not stop at all, and he didn't pay attention to Meng Fan's attack at all. Suddenly, his hands put his hands on the latter's shoulders, and the latter couldn't dodge for a while, and a knee and elbow hit his lower abdomen, and the whole action was done in one go.

"Bang!

"Ahh

Meng Fan's eyes widened suddenly, he screamed, and a trace of stomach water squirted out of his mouth, and before he could feel the pain, he felt his body rise from the ground. I saw that Qing Cang's face was hideous, and he grabbed the latter's shoulders with both hands, and jumped up impressively, and his hands also grabbed the latter's body and spun twice in the air.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he looked at the ring seven or eight meters away from the ground, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and after spinning, he slammed into the ground, and Meng Fan's figure was like a cannonball spraying out, speeding towards the ground.

"Bang --!"

There was a loud sound, as if a bomb had exploded, and the smashed ring slate sank directly into a few centimeters, and Meng Fan was also lying face down, as if he had fainted.