Author: Shifangwenchao

There was no crowding, and the crowd naturally divided a wide avenue for Liu Wu, who had returned to his normal body shape, to walk.

Although the people here are all warriors who have broken through the information cocoon and understand that warriors are different from propaganda, not only the top few can resist bullets, but to be honest, most of them did not expect that they would be in front of them.

Such a scene is staged.

Just two people, the collision of two people can actually create an explosion as powerful as a small cloud bomb.

Ignoring what these boring people were thinking, Liu Wu walked while slowly adjusting his injured arm back to its original position with his other uninjured arm.

Lost the fight.

Liu Wu felt the pain with a cold face.

Although it seemed that Liu Wu had gained an undoubted victory, as one of the two parties involved, he understood that he was the loser in the fight.

However, Bai Lang used strange secret techniques to forcibly increase the destructive power that he could not control. It was a kind of power that temporarily did not hurt the enemy but hurt himself first, and he did directly increase his physical strength.

The two people's ability to withstand blows and recover were completely different.

Therefore, even if the power showdown was suppressed, Liu Wu still won.

After all, Bailang's amplified power was not enough to kill him with one punch, and he was suddenly discouraged midway.

He should have instinctively given up his strength just now, and flew so far in mid-air that he would not have been killed on the spot - judging from the wonderful medicine in this world, he should still be able to be saved.

When he wakes up, let's ask him how the punch was delivered.

Glancing at the crowd of Bailang gathered together, Liu Wu thought in his mind.

"Good boy, you can even catch that punch! Come on, put on your clothes quickly." Ghost Wangzhe patted Liu Wu's shoulder hard, took out the spare clothes that had been prepared long ago, and then whispered,

"You guys are playing too fast. The rest of you probably won't dare to fight now. I will be able to trick them into serving you after a while."

"You're not really short of money, is it necessary?" Liu Wu curled his lips, quickly changed into clothes, and asked, "Can that guy still be saved?"

"It's okay. As long as we are not killed on the spot, our heart and brain are not seriously damaged, and our energy and blood are not completely disordered, we can all save it." Ghost Wang Zhe said, "What do you mean? When I challenged the world's warriors

, I’ve also suffered more severe injuries than yours, why don’t you guess what I use to save them? Here’s a hint, it’s something common in daily life.”

"Common things in daily life?" Liu Wu frowned slightly, and immediately understood, "I understand, how about using the temporary increase in recovery power after killing the evil spirit? Although one is less, it is great for ten, a hundred, or a thousand.

Just one is enough, no wonder there are so many artificially created spiritual places."

"Just tell me whether you want it or not?" Ghost Wang Zhe said.

"Oh, no, it's too much trouble." Liu Wu shook his head and showed his arm that had stopped bleeding during the conversation. "It should be enough to spend the night."

Twenty times the recovery power is not as simple as Liu Wu recovering from an injury that would take an average person twenty days in just one day.

Instead, the hematopoiesis speed, wound healing and a series of recovery-related factors are all twenty times, so in fact, the recovery speed is far more than twenty times that of ordinary people.

"He is worthy of being the best descendant of Hell Gate. He is indeed extremely talented."

Just when Liu Wu was showing off his recovery speed, Bai Jing on the side had arranged for his stupid son to come over, followed by the 'talkers' from other sects and Hua Jin who had not yet come on stage.

Warriors.

"Master Bai, don't you need to go?" Seeing the crowd behind him, Liu Wu was slightly startled and asked.

"It's okay. That bastard son is still conscious and his injuries are stable. Let him lie on the hospital bed for half a year and reflect. This time it's our problem. I'm sorry!" Bai Jing gritted his teeth and said.

Wu Kejian, the head of the Five Elements Fist Sect on the side, also shook his head: "How dare you secretly think about such a terrible trick and use it in a competition when you can't master it. If he hadn't been seriously injured now -

snort!"

Different from the "common sense" that whoever is seriously injured is justified, martial arts competitions have both loose and strict rules. Although there are only two rules, whoever violates them first will be punished.

It was obvious that Bailang's previous behavior had completely violated the universally observed agreement not to use secret techniques that he could not control and secret techniques that would have serious sequelae.

Therefore, in this case, the party who was more seriously injured was the one who was at fault. Not only that, according to convention, Liu Wu even had the right to pursue compensation.

Of course, whether this rule can be enforced depends on how many witnesses there are and the level of strength gap between the two parties.

But obviously, in this case, if Liu Wu really wants to pursue the case, Duanlang Dao Hall and Five Elements Fist School will inevitably bleed.

Liu Wu remained silent. It was the first time he encountered this situation and he didn't know how to deal with it. The ghost Wang Zhe behind him simply stood up and pulled his clothes slightly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ghost Wangzhe laughed and winked at Bai Jing, "After all, my disciple was not injured, and we are all old friends for more than 20 years, so forget it - it's just that this

Should the competition behind the scenes continue?"

"Ah, no, no, the gap in strength is really too big." Bai Jing quickly understood the meaning of his old friend, and simply acted as a compliment, and scanned the people behind him, "Presumably others also

Is that what you think?"

"I'm willing to accept the defeat, I'm willing to accept the defeat!"

"Come back one day to discuss and learn from each other, but let's forget about the martial arts competition."

"Anyway, it will take a long time. We all live so close together. Then the juniors can slowly communicate with each other again."

"With this kind of strength and resilience, there is indeed no point in continuing to compete."

"At that time, we will confirm the result on the Wushu Association's software."

"Everyone is hungry, right? The food over there hasn't been eaten yet. Let me treat you all to a meal..."

Understanding the meaning, several chatters who were also accustomed to talking to each other nodded repeatedly.

Although the Huajin warriors behind you are still a little ready to move, your masters have said so, and thinking about the consequences of the punch just now, you can't help but restrain your thoughts.

The warriors want to compete, they want to have some fun, but they don't want to die.

Not everyone is like Bailang who risk his life just to be stronger and stronger.

Besides, what the masters said is right - after today, Liu Wu will officially enter the martial arts circle, and everyone lives so close to each other. There will be a lot of time in the future, so it is perfectly fine to find a time to slowly ask for advice.

After all, judging by the tone of the masters, they finally let them compete in martial arts.

"Then that's the case? Let's all have a meal?" Seeing that no one refuted, Ghost Wangzhe opened his mouth and set the final tone.
Chapter completed!