If you haven't experienced it, you never know how hard it can be to feel dizzy after a jaw blow.

Everything in front of me seemed to have turned into white flowers, and all the light sources turned into slender bands of light at this moment. All the sounds in my ears seemed to come to my ears through a layer of water.

What's wrong with me?

Tsukasa Aoki staggered backwards like a drunken drunk, not because he could stand, but simply because he didn't know anything about what he was doing.

What am I doing?

Aoki Tsukasa slammed into the iron net of the octagonal cage and slowly slid downward, and in front of him, the hideous face of Nishiyama Hui rushed towards him like a fragment of distant memory.

Yes! I'm in the Octagon!

So what am I doing?

Aoki's chaotic brain could barely tell what he was going to do, and at this moment he finally barely realized that he seemed to be standing in the ring.

I'm in the ring, what are I doing?

Yes!

That's right!

Aoki raised his head blankly, ignoring the Nishiyama Hui rushing in front of him.

arched

The face of the dome seemed to come to view.

By the way, if it hadn't been done well, the dome would be very sad, right?

Instinctively raising his arms, Nishiyama Hui's heavy fist passed through Aokiji's purposeless parry, and smashed into Aokiji's face, and his eyebrows and feet exploded into a ball of blood almost instantly.

It's a shame to be beaten like this.

Tsukasa Aoki only felt like he had experienced a brief feeling of weightlessness, and the whole person slipped uncontrollably against the rim of the cage and fell to the ground.

The referee stared nervously at Tsukasa Aoki, and as long as he couldn't react effectively, he would stop the game immediately!

"Oops! Tsukasa Aoki has suffered a heavy blow! Will he ever recover!? Ishida's eyes widened nervously and he grabbed the microphone in his hand.

Poison Island in the audience bit her lower lip lightly, and her hands clenched slightly.

"Tsukasa Aoki!" Teruhashi exclaimed.

Nishiyama Teru looked at Aokiji's eyebrows and feet that exploded at this time, dyeing his entire face blood-red, and gently hooking the corners of his mouth.

I practiced this elbow for two months.

Originally, it was intended to be used again in the most difficult battle.

I didn't expect it to be used here. With a calm face, Nishiyama Teru looked at Tsukasa Aoki, whose eyes were still unfocused, and raised his fist high.

Sorry, Tsukasa Aoki.

You're a tough guy to deal with.

But I'm going to win.

Nishiyama Hui smashed his fist in the air and smashed it hard at Aoki Tsukasa, who was lying on the ground.

"Ahh

Tsukasa Aoki was punched in the face, and he should have collapsed, but he smiled for some reason.

The referee, who was originally going to stop the game, also fell into hesitation because of the sudden smile of Tsukasa Aoki, whose face was covered with blood at this time.

What are you laughing at?

A wave of anger suddenly rose in Xishan Hui's heart.

Are you looking down on me!?

He looked at Tsukasa Aoki, who was lying on the ground, propping up the floor, trying to get up, and threw another punch fiercely.

The punch still hit Tsukasa Aoki in the face.

Aokiji's momentum to get up was stagnant, but after an extremely short pause, Aoki raised his head and stared at Nishiyama Teru, and the next moment, to everyone's surprise, he stood up straight like a spring.

Even the referee was taken aback by this strange scene, and involuntarily took a few steps back, looking at Aoki Tsukasa, who was like a ghost possessed, with blood on his face, but still standing up straight, with a sneer on his face, only felt that his legs were faintly weak.

Twisting his neck, Aoki Tsukasa looked at Nishiyama Hui in front of his face, his eyes were strangely calm and indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if he was mocking.

Nishiyama Hui was looked at by his cold eyes, and unconsciously took a step back.

What's going on? How can this guy still stand up?

Tsukasa Aoki reached out and touched his cheek, the blood on it dripping down his fingers.

"Hey, my sister will be worried when she sees me bleeding."

Aoki Tsukasa shook his head, and the blood beads fell to the ground with a clatter, as if dyed a strange and magnificent picture.

Raising his chin slightly, Aoki Tsukasa stood up straight and seemed to be a head taller than Teru Nishiyama, who was nervously bowing.

Looking down at Shiyama Hui, Aoki Tsukasa blinked slowly: "Time is running out." ”

"In order not to make my sister sad."

Tsukasa Aoki took a sharp step forward.

"Kill you!"

So fast! Nishiyama Teru only felt a flower in front of him, and Aoki Division, who seemed to be twice as fast as before, appeared in front of him like a ghost.

His face, which usually only felt a little majestic and cold, was now as terrifying as a demon because it was stained with blood.

The faces of the two seem to be separated by only one finger.

Aoki's lips moved, and the words that were a little slurred because he was wearing braces reached Nishiyama Hui's ears.

"Give it back to you."

Nishiyama Hui's pupils trembled slightly, and Aoki Tsukasa in front of him disappeared in his eyes for a short time like a ghost.

"Smack!"

After a crisp sound like a thunderbolt, Nishiyama Hui stiffened and fell backwards.

Tsukasa Aoki withdrew his right hand and gently wiped his right elbow with his left hand.

On the tip of his elbow, a drop of blood was rubbed on his finger by Aoki Tsukasa, looking at the blood on his fingertips, Aoki Tsukasa smiled faintly, and waved his bloody hand at the position of the camera, making an apologetic expression.

Dome, I'm going to surprise you.

I'm sorry.

Aokiji's expression returned to calm, staring at Teru Nishiyama who was lying on the ground, his body was constantly twitching, his eyes were out of focus, and he was a little afraid in his heart like a fish dragging water.

If you hadn't opened the Heavenly God Descending Skill in a daze.

Maybe it's me who looks like this now, right?

Aoki Tsukasa just looked at Nishiyama Hui quietly, until the referee pushed him away, nervously lying on Nishiyama Hui, and checked his condition, then turned around and left, walking towards the cage where Matsuyama Iwa and the others were lying on their stomachs.

Patting the cage net, Aoki asked Matsuyama Iwa to pass over the ice water, spit out the braces, and rinsed his mouth.

At this time, the game was over, and Matsuyama Iwa and others, as well as the coaching team of Nishiyama Hui, all rushed up and ran in.

Li Zhen nervously handed over the bucket, and Aoki Si spit out the blood in his mouth, rinsed it again, spit it out, and then took a big sip of ice water.

Li Zhen took water to clean the blood stains on Aoki Division's face, treated the wounds on his eyebrows and feet for him, looked at Aoki Division's extremely calm face, couldn't help it, and whispered, "How did you do it?" ”

"To be honest, we all thought you were finished."

When Aoki Si heard this, he just smiled faintly, leaned on the edge of the cage, and let Li Zhen fiddle with the wound on his face, and gently inhaled cold air in pain.

"Well, the ghost is possessed."

Tsukasa Aoki narrowed his eyes, and the tiredness came like a tidal wave, and the faint feeling of dizziness still coming from his head made him want to vomit.

The Celestial Gods will make Aoki Tsukasa return to his best condition for a short time, but this does not mean that this will heal all of Aoki's injuries in a minute.

This is more like a strong stimulant, which makes Aoki's body burst out with far more terrifying power than usual, and at the same time, it will have a certain healing effect on the injury, but it is also limited.

Then, the tidal wave of weakness was even more deadly.

Aoki only felt as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, his eyelids were heavy, and his body didn't even want to move a finger.

However, this feeling of escaping death made Aoki's heart beat violently like never before.

Therefore, he just smiled faintly, waiting for Li Zhen to deal with his eyebrows and feet, and then stood up.

After watching the referee say that Nishiyama Hui couldn't get up again and needed medical assistance, Aoki sighed, walked to Nishiyama Hui, who was still unconscious, and said lightly under the angry gaze of his coaching team: "When he wakes up, say a word for me." ”

"He's a strong fighter."

After Aoki finished speaking, he turned his head and walked to the center of the stage, raising his arms high.

In his ears, the cheers that came like a tide made Aoki Tsukasa squint his eyes slightly, however, just a little squint, Aoki Tsukasa felt that his eyes suddenly darkened.

Oops, dizzy.

Tsukasa Aoki took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, looked at the host who handed the microphone over, and said softly into the microphone: "Today's game"

"I'm enjoying it."

Hooking the corners of his mouth, Aoki's expression looked a little lazy because of exhaustion.

"So, Qiong, don't worry about me."

Waving his hand at the camera, Aoki handed the microphone back, turned around, and nodded at Matsuyama Iwa: "Go back, I need to take a good rest." ”

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