"Senior Brother He, how are you?"

Zhao Lin was the first to grab He Liancheng, worried that he was too seriously injured, so he didn't dare to help him up, but asked first.

"It's not in the way, it sounds like it's moving, in fact...... OK. ”

He Liancheng gasped and grinned.

Zhao Lin knew that he was fighting so hard in order to let himself know more about Borta's strength, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother He, I helped you up." ”

Other disciples also rushed over and helped to help He Liancheng back.

When Zhao Lin turned around, he glanced at the ring, and Borta seemed to be aware of it, and also looked down.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, and their faces turned away.

Back at the seat, several elders from the Liyang Sect came over to check.

Fortunately, Borta's fist power weakened because of the formation of armor due to the separation of part of his strength, and He Liancheng's injuries were not serious.

After everyone settled down in He Liancheng, the last game of the quarterfinals began.

McQueen vs. Li Taiqing!

The two are ranked fourth and fifth in fist strength, close in age, and have the same cultivation.

McQueen's cultivation of wind and fire is both energetic, his fists are like fire, his body is like the wind, Li Taiqing's yin wooden palm is not afraid of Shengke, and the ancient vine is full of toughness.

The strength of the two is very close in all aspects.

This battle has been fought for hundreds of rounds, and both of them have used their ability to press the bottom of the box, and it is still difficult to solve.

Everyone watching the battle thought: "If you continue to fight like this, no matter who wins this game, I am afraid that the next game will be more than auspicious against Basang." ”

McQueen and Li Taiqing also knew the joints and wanted to end the fight as soon as possible, but they couldn't help each other.

The battle lasted until near noon, and the winner was finally decided.

To most people's surprise, Lai Taiqing won by knockout.

There was a burst of cheers from the stands, and the sound shook the roof tiles, as if they had won the decisive battle.

The Weizi stand was dead silent, and there was one person each in the top four, Wuche, Da Yue, Wushu, and Xiuzhao, but Weizi did not enter.

Although Wuche, Da Yue and Wushu have nothing to do with themselves, because of Huoshan's affairs, they don't want Weizi to get a good ranking, and there are many ridicules and ridicules.

There is a two-quarter hour break between the quarter-finals and the semi-finals.

Basang, Zhao Lin, and Borta have already recovered their strength, only Li Taiqing has just finished the fierce battle, taking medicine and meditating, and seizing the time to rest.

Two quarters of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Elder Ruan of the Lotus Sect suddenly stepped into the ring and called a group of natives.

More than a dozen black and thin natives ran into the ring with brooms, dustpans, buckets, and cloths, and they were busy sweeping the ashes and sprinkling the water.

Seeing this, Basang's master, Sa Tianzhuo, frowned and got up and said, "Elder Ruan, the hour has come, why is this?" Why haven't you started yet? ”

Elder Ruan hurriedly smiled and said, "The old man was about to announce the start, and found that a lot of dust had fallen on the ring, if it was not wiped off in time, it would not be good to slip for a while." ”

"Elder Sa don't worry, wait a moment."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiuzhao is buying time for Li Taiqing to recover, making a small off-the-shelf move.

But it's not despicable, it's just taking advantage of the host's advantage and taking advantage of it.

Sa Tian's mouth opened, and finally he didn't say anything, and Xiuzhao was embarrassed to delay for too long, tossed the tea, and finally announced the start of the competition.

Basang and Li Taiqing walked into the ring, clasped their fists and saluted each other, and after hearing Elder Ruan's order, their bodies moved at the same time.

As soon as Basang made a move, he played his famous stunt in this court meeting - Thunder Blade Fist.

The strength of the fist was like a jagged tooth, and the thunder on the arm was entwined, and the speed was so fast that the moment the punch was made, the air was torn apart, and a sharp whistling sound was emitted.

Li Taiqing also threw a punch, but he didn't dare to fight with Basang with all his might, he stepped weakly, and the moment the two fists touched, he retreated and unloaded his strength.

Even so, Li Taiqing also felt the power of the Thunder Blade Fist, and the strong impact shook him back seven or eight steps in a row, and his entire arm was almost unconscious.

Basang nodded slightly, the strength in his hand was quite strong, this was the first time in this war that someone could confront him head-on, and immediately stepped up, shouting: "Very good, come again!" ”

Another thunderblade punch.

This time, Li Taiqing didn't choose to touch hard, turned to the side slightly, and rotated outwards with one arm to shoot the Yin Mu palm.

made a mane split, using the method of four or two thousand catties of chemical power, so that you don't need to bear all the attack power of Basan.

However, Basang's fist power still exceeded his expectations, and his palm touched Basang's fist, unable to resolve all the strength, and was shocked to retreat several steps.

Basang received a slap in the Yin Wood Palm, and at first he didn't feel anything, but after half a breath, he suddenly felt a silent force attacking, and his arm was like thorns and thorns, and it was as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

Li Taiqing's strength is stronger than everyone expected, although he fell behind in the first thirty rounds, he can also fight with Basang back and forth.

However, his strength is inferior after all, and he consumed too much physical strength in the last battle, and when he fought for more than forty rounds, his physical strength was a little weak.

Basang suddenly picked up speed without warning and threw three punches violently!

……

"Senior brother, tell you a good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Li Taiqing slowly opened his eyes and heard a sweet and soft voice.

He sat up from the bed and found himself in a clean and tidy room, where his junior sister He Yun stood on the edge of the bed, looking at him with big eyes.

"Senior brother, how do you feel?"

Li Taiqing subconsciously looked down at his body, he was still wearing the short robe of the warrior he had just competed, and wondered, "Why am I here?" What just happened? ”

He Yun didn't answer, and repeated the question just now: "A good news, a bad news, which one do you listen to first?" ”

Li Taiqing was confused, "What's the good news and bad news?" ”

He Yun smiled and said, "You choose one." ”

Li Taiqing knew that his junior sister liked to be funny, so he had to say casually: "Listen to the bad news first." ”

"The bad news is that you didn't withstand Basan's thunder fist, fell out of the ring, and lost consciousness for a while."

"I was crying profusely, but the elder said that you are not seriously injured and that you will be fine when you wake up. You see, just lie down for two hours! ”

He Yun said seriously.

"So long!"

Li Taiqing was slightly surprised, but what happened was similar to what he guessed, and his expression was a little gloomy.

I still lost......

He Yun's eyes flashed, "Senior brother, you haven't asked for good news yet?" ”

"And good news?"

"The good news is...... You did very well today, and the elders praised you! ”

He Yun said playfully.

Hearing what the junior sister said, Li Taiqing suddenly felt that losing to Basang didn't seem to be a big deal, and a smile appeared on his knife-like face, and he stood up and stretched.

glanced out the window, saw that it was dark, and suddenly remembered a question: "Senior sister, who won the second game between Zhao Lin and Borta?" ”

(End of chapter)