Wang Yuansong lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and spit out a thick puff of smoke.

"As the saying goes, a doctor does not heal himself, and he can use external force to reduce the consumption of qi in the body before, but after a long time, no matter how majestic the qi is, it is not enough."

Luo Tian didn't speak, but opened the dragon eyes behind him and peeked into Wang Yuansong's body with the heavenly eye.

After a glance, Luo Tian's face became more and more serious.

Wang Yuansong is right, his body is now on the verge of running out of oil, and his original strength of stepping into the seventh level with one foot has now been greatly reduced.

Now the degree of qi filling in Lao Wang's body is almost no different from that of ordinary people.

Since Lao Wang forcibly handed over the dragon blood in his body to Luo Tian, his body was like a balloon with a hole in it, and he could no longer condense any qi, so he could only let it pass slowly, as if he had been sentenced to death.

When the last qi in Lao Wang's body is exhausted, he will face a real oil exhaustion.

This feeling is like being given a critical illness notice, knowing your death date in advance, and then counting your fingers to live.

"What a fuck!" Luo Tian's face was extremely cold.

But fortunately, the Chinese and foreign martial arts competition is scheduled to be held in three days, and Luo Tianzhi is determined to win this game.

In addition to winning the first place and getting the fire lingzhi, killing Han Yunlie, the old leader of Jinjiang Dao, is also something he must do.

Treasure hunting, saving people.

Revenge, kill!

……

In the hospital department, Wang Yuansong took out a needle, and the transparent plastic needle tube was filled with a liquid made of Biling grass, and there was a drop of glass-red liquid in the middle of the liquid, as if suspended in the liquid medicine out of thin air.

A flash of golden light flashed in Luo Tian's eyes, and under the scanning of the heavenly eye, the liquid in the injection was like a golden sun, exuding a dazzling light.

"Hoo ......"

Luo Tian hurriedly closed his eyes, which alleviated the burning pain a little.

The energy contained in this third drop of dragon blood was too violent, much more difficult to absorb than the previous two drops of dragon blood.

Rolling up his sleeves, Luo Tian put his arms on the table and exhaled deeply.

When the reagent was slowly injected into the veins, Luo Tian's face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from his forehead.

An unprecedented sharp pain, like a great river rushing to the embankment, stretched his blood vessels up, the kind of sharp pain like the whole body bursting, even if he was as resolute as Luo Tian, he couldn't help but cry out in pain:

"Ahh …… I feel like my veins are going to burst! ……”

"Hold back!"

Wang Yuansong said coldly on the side: "If you are strong, it will be weak, if you are weak, it will be strong, either refine the dragon's blood, or be eaten by the dragon's blood!" ”

Luo Tian clenched his teeth tightly, his body rolled on the ground, a trace of silver arc appeared on his skin, beating incessantly on the surface of his body, and the place where Luo Tian rolled on the floor instantly left a series of burning marks.

At the same time, the water vapor in the air gradually condensed, and countless water droplets gathered on the glass surface of the room, and even the ceiling was covered with a layer of mist, which condensed into water droplets and fell down.

In the huge hospital laboratory, it was like a light rain, and a layer of water vapor gathered on the floor.

"It's ...... A vision of heaven and earth? Wang Yuansong frowned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

There were countless test tubes on the table of the laboratory, and the liquid in the test tubes suddenly seemed to come to life, driving the test tubes to gurgle, and Wang Yuansong even felt that even the blood in his body had an urge to break out of the body!

Wang Yuansong couldn't help but think that it was recorded in the "Compendium of Materia Medica" that the dragon has the length of the scales and insects, and the breath becomes a cloud, which can turn into water and fire, and the thunderstorm is obscure.

"This third drop of dragon blood...... It should have something to do with water! ”

It took another ten minutes for Luo Tian's roar to gradually subside.

Wang Yuansong rubbed his wet hair, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Luo Tian on the ground with a surprised expression.

I don't know when, Luo Tian was already wet with water, and he staggered up from the ground, like a chicken in soup.

And at this moment, the strange noise in the laboratory finally stopped, the hundreds of test tubes finally stopped shaking, and the fog on the window gradually disappeared.

If outsiders came in and saw this scene, I am afraid they would think that the laboratory was flooded!

"This force...... It's scary! ”

Although others couldn't observe it, Luo Tian himself clearly felt that there was a terrifying power lurking in his body, and this power was too powerful for him to control with his current strength.

At this moment, Luo Tian's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Luo Tian picked up his phone, and a respectful voice came from the other end: "Master Luo, I don't know if you are free on the weekend?" ”

Luo Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately heard that the other party was Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng, the founder of the Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall in Jiangnan Province, is the successor of Bajiquan, and is known as the first master in Jiangnan Province.

However, after the last battle of Houshan, Li Qingfeng never mentioned this name again.

What kind of bullshit Jiangnan Province's number one master, he was not seriously injured by the stick master named Han Junxi, if Luo Tian hadn't made a timely move, I was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

"Master Li, I don't know what to do with me?" Luo Tian smiled faintly.

"Master Luo, Jiangnan Province will hold a Chinese and foreign martial arts competition every thirty years, this is a tradition that has been passed down for hundreds of years, every year two masters from each side will be sent to duel, this year there was originally a place for me, but my previous injury has not healed, so I want to give you this place."

Li Qingfeng said extremely sincerely.

After experiencing the battle of Houshan, Li Qingfeng was originally afraid of Luo Tian, for fear that Luo Tian would find him to settle accounts after the autumn in order to repay the revenge of the original ridicule, but what he didn't expect was that after so many days, Luo Tian not only did not go to trouble him, but also asked Huang Shulang to send him some nutritional products.

As for the battle of Houshan, Luo Tian didn't say a word, and never revealed half a sentence to anyone, which is undoubtedly equivalent to preserving Li Qingfeng's face, otherwise once the details of that battle are circulated, where will he put Li Qingfeng's old face, who will go to find a general of the defeated army to learn from him? What else does he rely on to take in apprentices? I'm afraid his martial arts gym has long been out of business!

Luo Tian's style of repaying grievances with virtue made Li Qingfeng extremely moved, so he decided to come to Luo Tian and give him his place.

"You don't regret it?" Luo Tian asked.

"What is there to regret, I can't hide it, in this competition, Han Yunlie is participating on the side of the stick country, and on the side of the country of the stick, it is an onmyoji who participates, even with my strength at the peak, I am not their opponent......"

Li Qingfeng smiled and said calmly helplessly.

Luo Tian nodded, and readily agreed to Li Qingfeng's request.

Even if Li Qingfeng doesn't come to him, he will definitely go to Li Qingfeng to fight for that competition spot.