This all-out punch seems to open an outlet in his heart, venting all the pent-up depression and pain.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Chiyuan clearly felt his own strength, which had nothing to do with success or failure, did not need to be proven, and made him satisfied.

The only regret is that this punch didn't hit that face full of superiority.

Just when Zhang Chiyuan, who was stumbling and seemed to be about to fall at any time, burst into the punch, the stadium guard decisively jumped into the ring and blocked Zhang Chiyuan's fist for Lu Zhihao.

Zhang Chiyuan raised his head with the little strength he had left, and looked at the arena guard who easily blocked his decisive blow.

The caretaker nodded at him, and the fingers holding his right fist pressed slightly, motioning for him to relax.

According to the rules of the competition, only the field caretaker can come to the stage to interrupt the game when the competitor's life is in danger, but this does not affect the referee's decision on the winner.

Comprehending the hint of the field caretaker, Zhang Chiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly withdrew his arm, and wanted to say something, but his whole body couldn't lift his strength, and he couldn't even move his tongue.

The sky was spinning, and he saw the floor stand up and press against him.

Seeing that Zhang Chiyuan couldn't maintain a standing posture and fell straight to the ground, the worried audience exclaimed, and the stadium guards grabbed his thin body in time, carried him out of the ring, and carefully sent him to the mobile stretcher.

"Zhang Chiyuan, win!"

Hearing the host announce the results, Zhang Chiyuan, who was lying on the stretcher, closed his eyes, grinned at the corners of his bloody mouth, and laughed silently.

Seeing that the medical team sent him away, Jiang Mubai got up and left the table and hurriedly went downstairs.

Teacher Zheng followed closely behind and rushed downstairs to the infirmary.

After waiting outside the door of the infirmary for half a quarter of an hour, a doctor in a white coat pushed the door out, and Mr. Zheng hurriedly asked, "How is it, doctor, how is his injury?" ”

"It's fine." The doctor took off his gloves and mask and said with a smile, "The child's physique is hard enough, but he is a little malnourished, the situation is not serious, there is no soft tissue contusion, and he can be cured after a period of rest." ”

Hearing what the doctor said, Mr. Zheng was even more anxious, he looked into the door twice, and asked, "Then can he still compete?" He's in the round-robin round-robin! ”

The doctor thought for a while and replied: "It's hard to say, it depends on the results of the draw, the group round-robin will start the day after tomorrow, if he is lucky, he will play in four days at the latest, if he is used to assist in the treatment of injuries of this level of rejuvenating ointment, then four days is enough." But the cost of treatment ......"

"I'll cover the cost of treatment." Jiang Mubai untied the money bag and took out a pile of lilac thousand-yuan bills, which made Teacher Zheng dizzy.

"You don't have to give me the medical bills." The doctor waved his hand and frowned, "I also watched the promotion match just now, this kid is really good, but according to his lifeless play, I'm afraid that a few more times will leave a hidden injury." It's good to be able to make it to the round-robin tournament, but don't break your body for the sake of ranking, it's not worth it. ”

"This?" Teacher Zheng knew in his heart that he had no say in this matter, so he turned his head to look at Jiang Mubai.

Jiang Mubai pondered for a moment and asked, "Can we go in and have a look?" ”

Whether to play in the next game and how to play should be decided by Zhang Chiyuan himself, Jiang Mubai understands his situation and does not want to dictate his life choices, so he wants to go in and talk to him.

"Yes." The doctor made a gesture of please, "I'll prescribe the medicine first, and then someone will bring the list, and the contestants will have a discount on the medicine for injuries." ”

"Okay, thanks."

Jiang Mubai nodded, walked in front of Zhang Chiyuan's bed, and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

The stubborn boy lying motionless on the bed smiled: "Get used to it." ”

"Well, congratulations." Jiang Mubai hugged him and asked, "Where did you learn that punch just now?" ”

If the stadium guards did not block Zhang Chiyuan's fist in time, Lu Zhihao should lie in the emergency room for rescue, and may even break his cervical spine and die on the spot.

Even if it is an old man who fights mad demons, it is impossible for him to create such a fierce and domineering fist technique at Zhang Chiyuan's age.

"In the past few days, when I got up early to exercise, I saw an old man practicing boxing in the park every day, and I thought his moves were very powerful, so I ......" Zhang Chiyuan was a little weak-hearted, and unconsciously lowered his voice, "Just stand next to him and steal learning." ”

"Oh." Jiang Mubai was calm on the surface, and he was surprised in his heart.

The fact that the old man dared to practice in the park shows that he doesn't mind someone copying and learning, or he simply doesn't think that others can learn it by looking at it.

After all, martial arts is not only as simple as posture and action, but also involves the mobilization of muscles in various parts of the body, the use of qi in the body, the more powerful the boxing moves, the more complex the inner doorway, how can a twelve-year-old doll understand?

But Zhang Chiyuan just understood it and learned it.

With such an amazing learning ability, it is no wonder that he can maintain his top grades in all subjects despite the harsh living environment, difficult study conditions, and lack of free time.

"Mr. Jiang, I was wrong, I shouldn't have stolen my studies." Zhang Chiyuan observed his words and thought that Jiang Mubai was dissatisfied with his approach.

"It's your ability to learn your hands, and besides, that old gentleman goes to the park every day to practice boxing, which means that he doesn't care that someone learns his moves and a half."

In the martial arts circle, stealing a teacher is a taboo, but Jiang Mubai didn't care at all, after comforting Zhang Chiyuan, he omitted the medical expenses and some details that Zhang Chiyuan didn't have to know, and repeated the doctor's words in a gentle voice, and finally asked: "What do you think, will you still fight in the next game?" ”

"Hit!" Zhang Chiyuan did not hesitate at all, and gave a categorical answer.

Jiang Mubai smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait to see your next game." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Chiyuan nodded heavily.

"It's okay, let's rest." Jiang Mubai gave him a thumbs up as a sign of appreciation, and followed the doctor who returned to the door of the infirmary to go through Zhang Chiyuan's hospitalization procedures.

After completing the formalities and paying the medical fee in advance, Jiang Mubai returned to the viewing area, ready to watch the promotion ceremony, but as soon as he took his seat, he noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange.

Looking down, there were 32 contestants sitting in the competition area.

Excluding the eliminated Lu Zhihao and Zhang Chiyuan lying in the infirmary room, there should be only thirty-one people left, how could there be one more person suddenly?

"There's one more, uh, one more qualifier."

Seeing Jiang Mubai's confused expression, Mr. Zheng, who returned to the viewing area first, explained aloud.

"The one who just entered the competition area, that is the eldest grandson of Zhu Shouyi, president of the Jizhou Martial Arts Association, Zhu Zizheng."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Mubai frowned, "Has he been here before?" ”

Teacher Zheng smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "No, this is Zhu Zizheng's first time to participate, he is thirteen years old this year, he has opened his eyes and ears, the pride of the sky, no one in the Jizhou competition area is his opponent, I'm afraid he doesn't want to bully his peers, so he simply waits until the audition is about to end before coming to participate." ”

"Is this in line with the rules?" Jiang Mubai felt faintly uneasy.

"It's not in accordance with the rules, but if you really want to say it, it's not impossible, after all, the organizer has the final right to interpret the rules of the competition system." Teacher Zheng shook his head, "It is estimated that the little young master of the Zhu family made a temporary suggestion, or he felt that it was a waste of time to come early." Hey, who knows what these rich kids think? Just don't go up against him. ”

As soon as the words fell, the results of the draw were presented on the flashing big screen, and the host shouted loudly like chicken blood.

"Zhu Zizheng! Against! Jiang Huiyin! ”

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