Bang!

Ni Qiangkun was knocked off the ring, with an incredible look on his face.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and blood gurgled out from the left side of his chest.

Huge energy and blood flowed into the chest wound, and the muscles squirmed in an attempt to close the chest wound.

The vitality of a warrior in the Marrow Realm is extremely powerful. The punch just now did not damage his heart. As long as he is rescued in time, he will not die.

"I almost... almost... died..."

Ni Qiangkun felt scared for a while.

Tang Weizhong rushed over quickly, took out a pill and fed it into his mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and the moment it entered his stomach, it turned into a warm current and rushed to his limbs and bones.

"I won't get involved in this matter, and let that matter end."

"Your information is wrong. Is there any sign of poisoning in that guy?"

Ni Qiangkun looked at the powerful man on the ring, who looked at him with a strong and indifferent expression, and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Just now, the moment Zhao Hao punched him, he felt like he was enveloped in death.

Fortunately, Ni Qiangkun's physique is different from ordinary people, and his heart is on the right side.

This special physique saved his life more than once.

"Huh?"

"He's not dead yet."

"My constitution is unique. Is the heart on the right side?"

"Interesting."

Lin Zheyu looked at Ni Qiangkun who was struggling to sit up, feeling a little surprised.

With that punch just now, he aimed at the opponent's heart, and the fist penetrated directly through the chest. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been dead long ago.

I didn’t expect that this guy was born with a special physique.

"We need to improve in the future. If we can, hit the head as much as possible. If we can't hit the head, hit the throat. Hit the heart and chest as a last resort."

Lin Zheyu murmured, learn the lesson from this time.

However, even if Ni Qiangkun is lucky enough to survive, the injury this time was very serious, and his chest was penetrated by a fist. It will be difficult for him to recover to his peak within a month or two.

"Who else wants to challenge?"

Lin Zheyu glanced around. The warriors in the audience looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to rush to the ring.

This guy is a tough guy.

Didn’t you see that the powerful warrior just now was almost killed by a punch?

There is no excuse for dying in the ring.

Fists and feet have no eyes.

When the battle reaches its peak and all the power is unleashed, even the warrior himself cannot control it. Accidents and deaths are common.

"Tang Weizhong, do you dare to come up and fight with me?"

"If we win, I, Zhao Hao, will be at the disposal of your Tang family. If we lose, how about canceling the grievances between us?"

Seeing that no one showed up, Lin Zheyu cast his eyes on Tang Weizhong and said lightly.

"Humph."

When Tang Weizhong saw other people's eyes falling on him, he snorted coldly and did not respond directly.

In front of everyone, if he refuses to answer, he will lose face. If he goes up, Tang Weizhong is worried that the other party will take the opportunity to kill him.

Tang Weizhong is very self-aware.

Even Ni Qiangkun almost died at the hands of Zhao Hao, and he was no match for him.

His face turned a little red, and he raised his head and glanced at the warriors surrounding him, pointing and pointing. Looking at their sneer and sneer faces, he felt extremely ashamed and angry.

‘Li Yanming, just wait for me!’

Tang Weizhong was furious. He looked at Li Yanming who was hiding in the crowd and wanted to eat him alive.

Li Yanming swore that Zhao Hao was poisoned by the toxin of Red Dream Orchid, and the toxin would burst out under the induction of Ermu Fujixiang.

Now that so much time has passed, Zhao Hao doesn't look like he's been poisoned.

"You'd better give me an explanation, hum!"

Ni Qiangkun endured the pain in his chest and snorted coldly with a pale face.

He scolded Tang Weizhong in his heart. What this guy told him at the beginning was that he wanted to ask him to kill an ordinary genius.

Fuck mediocre geniuses.

This level of strength is comparable to that of a warrior who has begun to condense his true strength.

Possessing such terrifying combat power at the level of marrow training is not something that ordinary geniuses can achieve.

If nothing else happens, this guy will soon stand out in the arena challenge, be favored by the top sects and forces, and be accepted into their sect.

Offending such a warrior will have serious consequences.

It would have been fine if he had just succeeded in killing the opponent, but he failed.

After resting for a while, he regained some strength.

Standing up slowly, Ni Qiangkun swayed, his clothes already soaked with blood.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao, for showing mercy."

"I apologize if I offended you in the battle just now."

"Tomorrow I will personally come to your door to present a gift of thanks. I want to thank Brother Zhao for showing mercy. I also ask Brother Zhao not to refuse."

Ni Qiangkun held on to the severe pain in his chest and cupped his hands towards Lin Zheyu.

These words were very beautiful. They did not mention that they had offended the other party in the life-and-death confrontation just now, but directly thanked Zhao Hao for his mercy.

Sending an apology with mercy not only exposes the previous enmity between the two, but also preserves the face of both parties.

Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about worldliness. Those who live to his age are all veterans.

"My friend is welcome."

Lin Zheyu saw that the other party bowed his head proactively and wanted to resolve the grudges, so he smiled and directly used the title of friend.

"I'm seriously injured and I'm going back now. I'll visit again tomorrow and say goodbye."

Ni Qiangkun cupped his hands and looked very ugly.

After saying goodbye to Lin Zheyu, he turned around and left without even looking at Tang Weizhong.

"Humph."

Tang Weizhong also hurriedly snorted, threw his hands, and ran away.

He has no face to stay here any longer.

"No one dares to come up?"

"It's a pity, I didn't feel happy just now."

"Why don't Brother Yan Ming come up and give it a try? I've known Brother Yan Ming for so long and we haven't fought yet."

Lin Zheyu looked at Li Yanming in the crowd with a half-smile. He also noticed the way Tang Weizhong looked at Li Yanming just now.

There is indeed something going on between this guy and the other party.

"No, no, no."

"Brother Zhao is very powerful. I'm no match for you, so I won't go up and embarrass myself." Li Yanming quickly waved his hand and said with a smile.

His smile remained the same as before, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.

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Lin Zheyu couldn't help but be a little surprised. Is this guy such a good-natured person, or does he have other plans?

‘Go back and talk to Li Mengxi about this matter. This is their family matter and it’s not good for me as an outsider to interfere.’ Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

Seeing that no one dared to challenge him, he sat cross-legged on the ring and began to adjust his breath and recover.

Time passes slowly.

Although no one came up to challenge Lin Zheyu, there were more and more warriors joining in the fun.

When people heard that a powerful and talented warrior had appeared, they came over to watch out of curiosity.

"Who is this person? He is so powerful, he shouldn't be unknown."

"Could it be that they came from other cities?" Someone asked curiously.
To be continued...