Wait until the smoke and dust from the cracking of the concrete fence clears.

The man, who was as majestic as a black bear standing upright, lost his eyes at this moment.

A thick arm was blocking the shoulder, saying that it was "blocking", but in fact, the fist the size of a human head had been completely deflated, bursting with blood, emitting green smoke caused by violent friction, and deeply embedded in the shoulder.

And it seems that not only the arm is seriously damaged, but even the shoulder protected by the arm, the entire upper body side, is limp and collapsed in the wall.

Blood was spitting out of Kuroki Gensai's mouth one by one.

Dye the head and face with vigorous hair even deeper.

As the person still standing on the field, Bai Tangjing raised his arm with a slight difficulty to punch at the speed of sound.

"Sure enough, too reluctantly? Fractured arm bones, damaged arm and shoulder joints, slight deformation of the spine, and impact on internal organs...... But. ”

Blood mixed with minced flesh and dripped from the fists.

The flesh and blood of the entire fist surface were completely burst and consumed.

The exposed phalanges were also covered with cracks.

But under this ordinary person's wound that couldn't help but tremble just by looking at the wound, Bai Tangjing had a surprise that he had gained.

"I will be able to live it for the next time."

After muttering, the other hand that could still move was raised high.

"Victory, the winner is! Baitang Mirror Player, Ahhh!!!hhh ”

The referee had long since moved away from the arena, and it was the source of the commentary booth who shouted out the verdict that determined the ownership of the champion of the desperate match.

As a veteran martial arts fan, she's already sweating (maybe not just sweating?) under her sexy leather coat. ）。

Before Dr. Eichu, whose eyes were already glowing, took the wounded away, the boy paced to where Gensai Kuroki was sitting.

"It's terrifying, Mr. Kuroki." The boy who quit the battle put on a green smile.

"Hardening of muscles, softening of the flesh, ...... It can become a secret skill of each genre, and it can be used so much in the moment of being hit! ”

"Ahem," Kuroki Gensai's lips opened and closed because of Bai Tangjing's accosting.

But even with half of his body's bones almost shattered, he still had a cold and unwavering expression.

"It's a pity that the old man doesn't practice enough, so he can't see what you're hiding."

His bearded lips fluttered weakly, and the blood didn't stop flowing as he spoke.

"Then if we have time in the future, let's fight again."

Kuroki Gensai's distracted eyes suddenly condensed, and they were placed on the smiling Baitang mirror in front of him.

"This time you played too happily, and you spent too much effort in advance, and you didn't even see the guidance results you got from the famous Guo Haihuang."

"Even if it's me, I'll regret it somewhat."

"Really...... I see. Kuroki struggled to straighten his body in the hollow that had been smashed out, and said, "Then, I'll fight next time." ”

The two nodded to each other.

"That's it!" Dr. Yingchu, who was wearing a white coat, interrupted the conversation between the two, and then put out two stretchers with an expectant expression, rubbed his hands and said.

"It's time for the patient to be admitted!"

[Dissecting Demon] smiled and said, "Let me 'heal' you!" ”

~~~~~~

Although Dr. Ying Chu looked like a medical maniac, he still treated the injuries of the two of them very quickly and magically.

That look is more like his bad taste as a doctor, and he is still quite reliable.

Eventually, the heavily injured Kuroki Gensai was treated after a simple upfront treatment.

Due to the lack of medical resources on Yuanliu Island, he was arranged in advance to the medical laboratory of the University of Tokyo Hospital, to which Yingchu belonged.

After all, a research material that is still alive after being beaten by the sonic fist is very precious!

And the white hall mirror that looks like the arm is almost gone.

At his own request, Ying Chu just wrapped a sterile bandage on the open wound and left it alone.

in the medical room.

"Does it really matter?" Tsuneko frowned, looking at the teenager who had already begun to try to move his arms with a little worry.

"If you want to heal yourself...... Less than three days? The young man confidently calculated, "This is my martial artist's body!" ”

I don't know of any "martial artist" whose body has this ability.

Wang Ma, who was lying on the hospital bed next to him and had woken up, was originally looking at the ceiling with distracted eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching after hearing this.

"What's going on with your [Devil]?" Wang Ma felt the weaker heartbeat in his body, and he didn't want to say anything more.

But the video of the game just now made him have to ask again.

So he could only turn his head to look at the boy who defeated him.

It's different from the usual two-tiger flow moves.

Those scattered moves are just the use of body muscles, bones, and strength, even if they are learned on the spot, Wang Ma will only sigh.

Talented.

However, [Ghost Spirit] is something that can only be born after the entire two tiger streams and four large scales must be completely cultivated, and then integrated after reaching the peak.

He hadn't even seen all of Erhuliu's moves, so how could he master them?

"It's common to use the technology to pull the strings." Yanzi gently held Bai Tangjing's injured arm, and the young man explained in a strange tone.

"In the use of [Devil Spirit], the role of [Fire Sky Type] is to position the center of gravity, the role of [King Kong Type] is to harden muscles, the role of [Water Sky Type] is to soften the body, and the role of [Fluid Operation] is to control the flow direction of force."

"In these aspects, I'm already better than you who used the Second Tiger Stream, so there's nothing wrong with using it, right?"

The winner is right in everything.

You are strong, you are reasonable.

What else can Wang Ma say?

I could only sigh and continue to stare at the ceiling in distraction.

Until the thin little old man of the mountain man came to the infirmary in a hurry, and lay on Wang Ma and wept bitterly.

His eyes fluctuated a little.

That night, the fighters and the spectators who had finished the competition opened the banquet.

No matter what kind of hostility and attack there was during the game, everyone had a night of partying together after the game.

Bai Tangjing's side was laughing with him, and Garuda also put aside Wu Huiliyang, who was already so depressed that he was lying on the ground crying, and ran over to pester him.

According to her.

"The mirror is so strong, no matter how much Grandpa opposes it, he has nothing to say now!"

The two beauties by his side attracted a lot of hatred from the hormonal fighters.

At least Ryo Ice Room had passed in front of him many times with the wine glass in his unplaster hand.

Every time I passed by, I deliberately looked at the young man's bandaged arm, and then made a "tsk" sound.

But after Bai Tangjing snapped his fingers with his bandaged hand and called the waiter to serve another table, he left with a black face.

I don't know why. (laughs.)