Chapter Ninety-Seven: Dying, Unwilling

No wonder the twins are so frightened, those who practice martial arts are most afraid of going mad, especially a master with deep internal strength like Su Bai. Once you go mad, the internal force will be out of control, and the cultivation will be wasted at the least, and the body will be killed at the worst.

Su Bai, how could Su Bai go mad?

Could it be because of yesterday's battle that went beyond the limit?

But how could the battle make Su Bai go mad? If it is someone else, it is still possible, but Su Bai has a broad fighting spirit, is stronger when he is strong, and has a good mind, so it is impossible for there to be a problem.

At this moment, the children were in turmoil, and they helped Su Bai to take the elevator up, and finally arrived home. Su Bai fell headlong on his bed.

He grabbed the sheet and struggled to sit up, but found that what was usually so easy was so difficult at the moment.

"Sister, what should I do?" Qin Xin looked at Qin Qing with a worried expression, "Can you use your internal force to help Master Su Bai recuperate?" ”

Qin Qing shook his head: "If he really goes mad and has a riot of internal strength, unless a martial arts master helps Su Bai seal his internal force with his strong internal force, otherwise my internal force enters his body, and it will only become a firewood in this wildfire, making it burn more and more!" ”

"But, sister, are we just watching him like this" Qin Xin's eyes were slightly red.

"Be calm, we have to trust him!" Qin Qing clenched her fists, her face was resolute, and her heart was also very painful, but at this time, no one could help Su Bai, he could only rely on himself.

"His heart is firm enough, his talent is superhuman enough, and his internal strength is strong enough, I believe that he will be able to survive this hurdle." Qin Qing continued, "I'll call Liu Mu and them now to see if there is any other way." ”

Half an hour later, several people closest to Su Bai, including Liu Mu, Dongfang Hong, Ren Pingsheng, and Yin Yanyu, all came to this hut. All of them looked anxious, but they couldn't do anything.

Even if Ren Pingsheng, who has seen people, encounters the worst situation of a martial artist, he does not have any proposal to save him.

Everything can only rely on Su Bai himself.

Time is passing, and Su Bai is in extreme pain at this moment.

He felt that the dantian was like a balloon, and the already strong internal strength was even more majestic at the moment. But this internal strength can't be used by him, but is like a wild horse that has escaped, scurrying around, as if it has to break his dantian.

"My life has just begun, my destiny has not yet begun, my mother has not seen each other again, how can I fall now?" Su Bai frowned, roaring angrily in his heart, although he couldn't move his hands and feet, he mobilized all his mind to control the explosive internal strength.

But time and time again, he kept trying, but he kept failing, and the powerful internal strength that did not belong to him was simply not something he could control now.

"Ahh

With a roar, Su Bai's forehead burst out. The internal strength flowed, and the dantian could no longer be restrained, flowing into Su Bai's meridians.

At this moment, Su Bai described it as terrifying, and the round bulges the size of eggs kept roaming around his body. After another half an hour, nine such protrusions had appeared on Su Bai's body, not like a human, but like a monster.

If it weren't for Su Bai's firm belief and never giving up, I'm afraid he would have already collapsed into a pile of minced meat. He has such an unstable bomb in his body at the moment!

"Control, control, I absolutely don't want to fall!" Su Bai roared angrily, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Outside the room, listening to Su Bai's roar, everyone's hearts tightened.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes were at a loss, could it be that this generation of Tianjiao, a demon genius, would die like this?

On the lower floor, the man in the gray trench coat appeared again, excitedly picking up his mobile phone, ready to dial Shi Laohu's phone.

But suddenly, the door opened, and a man walked in.

"Mountain Tiger General?" The man in gray asked in surprise.

The person who came was the mountain tiger, he nodded, his face was grim, and then he spoke: "The helper asked me to take a look at what the situation was with Su Bai." ”

"Hehe, he's been poisoned, but he's still struggling." The man in gray laughed.

Shan Hu's eyes revealed a trace of complicated emotions, and he sighed in his heart: "After all, it's still poisonous." Su Bai, my mountain tiger is ashamed. Shi Laohu's harm to you in such a vicious way is really against my heart, but I didn't stop it in time. You and I are on different sides, but I've never seen you as an enemy! ”

Thinking so, he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the gray man's neck.

The gray-clothed man was frightened and wanted to resist, but his strength was undoubtedly very pitiful in front of the mountain tiger. The mobile phone he was holding in his hand slipped suddenly, but the mountain tiger didn't notice it, and at the last moment, the man in gray still dialed Shi Laohu's phone.

"Mountain Tiger, what do you mean by that?" The man in gray shouted.

"It's nothing, I just want to take you to see Su Bai." Shanhu said indifferently.

"You want to save him? Mountain Tiger, you are the number one general under the gang leader, but I didn't expect you to collaborate with the enemy! ”

"Collaboration?" Shan Hu's gaze was cold, "No, I just think this practice is too immoral!" ”

"So what? If Su Bai wins in the end, will he talk to the gang leader about the morality of the rivers and lakes? ”

"I'm sure he's not going to do anything like that."

"No matter what, Su Bai is hopeless."

"Death, I want you to be buried with me! Since you have poisoned the poison, I will use your blood to honor the glory of the god of war. The mountain tiger snorted coldly, and dragged the gray-clothed man out of the door.

Upstairs, in the room, Su Bai was even more terrifying, his body was covered with blood beads, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, his spirit could not be concentrated, and his control over the internal strength of the riot was gradually decreasing.

"I*? Am I just*? ”

"I don't want to die, I'm not reconciled!" The indomitable will kept echoing in Su Bai's mind, and this was the last bit of aura he had left.

In the severe pain like Ling Chi, he still remained awake. If you are an ordinary person, your mind is not firm enough, and you have endured boundless pain at this moment, I am afraid that you have already begged for death.

"I, Su Bai, how can I die here like this!" Roaring, roaring to the sky, maybe it was the last unwillingness and return to the light, which actually made Su Bai use the last trace of his strength to straighten up and slap his palm on the bedside table.

"Bang!"

Deep five-finger prints appeared in the cabinet, blood, flowing in the cracks, and Su Bai's palm slid and collided with the quaint bronze tripod that Song Xifu gave him.

Maybe it was an illusion, Su Bai seemed to see a flash of cold light.

The internal strength in his dantian finally exploded, like the anger that had been suppressed by a volcano for hundreds of years, pouring out and destroying everything!

In the strong impact, Su Bai completely lost consciousness and lay on the bed, motionless like a dead corpse