Chapter 12: The Magical Linen Bandage
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Wang Dazhui and Ning Qinghan sat quietly under the No. 3 ring, watching the match and getting to know the winning opponent. Although Ning Qinghan has the equipment and potions given by Wang Dafei, he can win all battles by knowing himself and his opponent.
The tournament went on very quickly, and the first round ended in just one hour.
After resting for half an hour, the second round began, and Ning Qinghan's competition was the second.
In the ring this time, no one despised this seemingly weak woman. Her speed and strength are obvious to all, even if she is a martial artist who majors in physical training, she may not be able to do so.
Therefore, Ning Qinghan's opponent's face was solemn, he was not a martial artist who majored in physical training, but in terms of strength, he was a cut worse than Ning Qinghan. Originally, he didn't suffer much in terms of speed, but the problem was that Ning Qinghan had the attribute of increasing agility, so he ......
Ning Qinghan, who already had a general understanding of the improvement in strength, took the initiative to attack this time, her body was as fast as the wind, and she arrived in front of her opponent in a moment and slapped it with one palm.
He didn't even have time to react, and he was imprinted on his chest by Ning Qinghan's palm.
A look of surprise flashed in the herald's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and announced indifferently: "The game is over, Ning Qinghan wins." ”
Ning Qinghan stepped down from the ring and snorted playfully at Wang Dazhu.
Looking at Ning Qinghan's playful movements, a shallow smile appeared on Wang Dazhui's indifferent face.
This little girl didn't use all her strength just now, otherwise her opponent would have to vomit blood. This person is very kind, which is very good.
Because there were fewer people, the second round ended quickly. It is still a half-hour rest for the third round, and it is also a key round to decide whether or not you can enter the Listening Snow Sword Sect.
This time, Ning Qinghan was the first to play.
Fighting against Ning Qinghan was a martial artist who majored in physical training, with a burly figure and a sturdy body, which made people's hearts tremble slightly.
This is a difficult fellow, and his muscular body gives him great strength. According to Wang Dazhui's estimate, this young man's arm strength is at least 200 catties.
"You can only outwit and deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment. Ning Qinghan firmly remembered Wang Dazhui's explanation before coming to power.
Ning Qinghan quickly came to a conclusion and put it into practice.
The young man's strength is indeed very strong, but his speed is too slow, and his powerful strength can't beat anyone, which makes him very distressed, and he has to be on guard against Ning Qinghan's attack at all times.
In the end, Ning Qinghan won, still unscathed.
"Qinghan, you should be regarded as a registered disciple of the Snow Sword Sect now! you have to protect your Sledgehammer Brother in the future!" Wang Dazhui looked at Ning Qinghan who walked off the stage with a smile and quipped.
"Hehe, okay, I'll protect Brother Sledgehammer!" Ning Qinghan's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he nodded violently.
"Hehe!" Wang Dazhui rubbed Ning Qinghan's soft green silk and said with a smile: "Let's go see Brother Ning, maybe we can catch up with his last game." ”
"Yes. Ning Qinghan nodded obediently.
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Ring No. 2.
"Come on, let's win or lose with one move!" a heartfelt voice sounded.
"It's my brother, Sledgehammer, look, my brother, he's about to win. He can also enter the Listening Snow Sword Sect. Ning Qinghan, who had just come to the No. 2 ring, recognized the young man in the ring at a glance and said excitedly.
"Hehe, it looks pretty good at the moment. Wang Dazhui smiled slightly, and suddenly said strangely: "Huh, there is something I gave, why is Brother Ning still injured?"
Hearing Wang Dazhui's words, Ning Qinghan, who was still full of joy, took a closer look and found that Ning Jun was really injured, and said distressedly: "Ah, my brother is really injured!"
At this time, the two on the stage began to fight the hardest, and the result was not as unexpected as Wang Dazhu, Ning Junsheng!
"The competition is over! Ning Jun won and officially became a registered disciple of the Listening Snow Sword Sect. At noon the day after tomorrow, gather under the high platform and go to the Snow Sword Sect. The results were in, and the herald in the ring immediately announced.
Hearing Dahan announce his victory, Ning Jun laughed excitedly and laughed loudly: "Ha Luha, I have finally become a disciple of the Xue Sword Sect!"
After waiting for the ring, Ning Jun grinned in pain: "Eh, this kid, it's really ruthless!"
"Okay, Brother Ning, come here, I'll treat your injuries, otherwise your leg will be infected. Wang Dazhui looked at Ning Jun, who was nervous, shook his head helplessly, stepped forward directly, took out the thick linen bandage that had been prepared from his waist, and wrapped it around Ning Jun.
Soon the bandaging was completed, and Wang Dazhui clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Okay." ”
"Ahh......h The wound is ticklish, as if it is healing......! This cloth belt is truly divine. Ning Jun gently pinched the wound and found that there was no expected pain, and then carefully lifted the corner and found that it was actually scarred, and then looked at Wang Dazhui with a stupid look in his eyes.
"This is a linen bandage, my hometown's technique, hehe. Wang Dazhui explained briefly, pulled Ning Qinghan and walked back: "Okay, let's go back quickly, don't let Uncle Ning and them wait for a long time." ”
"Slow down, slow down, I'll go back too!" Ning Jun immediately trotted to follow.
They didn't take it seriously, but some sharp-eyed warriors on the side found something unusual.
"Hey, this one is called Ning Jun, wasn't his thigh injured just now, why didn't you see blood flowing out?"
"Yes, not only is there no blood coming out. You see, he's still running! This ...... Is this like someone who just hurt his thigh?"
"Even the top-notch gold sore medicine doesn't have this effect. No, you see, the strips of cloth around his thighs. Could it be that the strip of cloth has a healing effect?"
"No, I'll have to go with it, if that strip of cloth is so effective. Isn't that equivalent to an extra life?"
Under the ring, the crowd that had not dispersed looked at Ning Jun, who had been injured, and all of them had different faces, and the people with flexible heads observed them carefully.
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Good Inn.
Ning Fugui sat in front of the window, his old palm constantly rubbing the already cold tea in his hand, looking anxiously at the aisle outside the window that was dyed blood-red by the sunset, and kept chanting: "Why haven't you come back yet?"
Before the words fell, a sudden noise sounded in front of the door. Ning Fugui was stunned for a moment, then his face was happy, and he hurriedly walked out of the inn.
"Dad, we have passed, we have passed the assessment of the Snow Sword Sect, and my sister and I are now both registered disciples of the Snow Sword Sect. Seeing Ning Fugui's figure, Ning Jun, who was still on the road, raised his hands happily and shouted loudly.
Ning Fugui was stunned for a moment, and Ning Jun's words kept echoing in his mind: Have you passed the assessment of the Snow Sword Sect?
"Dad, you're fine! My sister and I passed the test. It wasn't until Ning Jun arrived in front of him that Ning Fugui came back to his senses. He stretched out his palm and grabbed Ning Jun's wrist tightly, his eyes were full of gratification: "Good boy, good boy!"
"It's windy outside," Wang Dazhui smiled, "let's go in first." ”
"Yes, yes. Let's go in, let's go inside. You've all worked hard, and you should take a good rest. The three of them immediately entered the house.
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Back in the room, Wang Dazhui looked around strangely: "Eh, where are those linen bandages I threw on the ground? ”
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