When Xiao Feng finished the inspection, his face darkened.
"It's not good. Yan Nan's meridians have been interrupted, and her heart and lungs have been severely damaged. She only has one breath left."
"What?"
Everyone in the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association was shocked.
Xiao Feng quickly took out Bian Que's silver needle and saved his life first.
"Humph, it's useless."
Lin Shundou smiled coldly: "Don't waste your efforts. Even if he doesn't die, he will still be a useless person in the future."
"You bastard!"
Yang Liuqing pointed at him and cursed: "Why are you so ruthless in a martial arts competition?"
"Blame me?"
Lin Shundou spread his hands and smiled evilly.
"I've already given him a hand, and I just reminded him that the outcome is decided."
"But he just didn't listen, so I had no choice but to do this."
He turned around and hugged the rostrum with a fist: "Your Excellency, Master Yunchan, I have no intention of hurting anyone."
"It's just a martial arts competition. It's inevitable that I'll hit you too hard. Please forgive me."
Luo Jiuyang waved his hand, what could he say?
The other party asked Yan Nan to step down, but he insisted on fighting to the end, which led to the current consequences.
Gongsun Liang immediately announced: "In this first competition, Longtan Martial Arts Association, Lin Shun wins."
"good!"
"Haha...the leader of the alliance is wise."
The Longtan Martial Arts Association immediately became excited. All the disciples shouted loudly and were extremely excited.
"Vice President, you are really discerning."
"Not only does this guy have superb medical skills, he also has such high attainments in martial arts."
Tie Shanqiu rubbed his hands together and said respectfully.
Even though he is an honorary vice-president, he is actually not as good as the hall leader, he is just a decoration.
Last time he was injured by Xiao Feng and almost lost half his life.
But he was so lucky that he was cured by Lin Shundou.
Although the force value cannot return to its peak, it now has six to seven success points.
"Huh! Why do you need to say that?"
Guo Shichong smiled charmingly, held his orchid fingers and licked his hair.
Lin Shundou's ability to join the Longtan Martial Arts Association is all due to him.
It was he who discovered this martial arts talent, drew him to his side, and added another fierce general to the Longtan Martial Arts Association.
Today he still wears heavy makeup and looks extremely charming. He is really more feminine than a woman.
"Vice President, you must avenge Hall Master Ouyang and the other brothers. Kill that bastard named Xiao."
Tie Shanqiu said fiercely.
"Don't worry, he won't live for a few more days."
Guo Shichong smiled sinisterly and looked towards the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Club.
Coincidentally, Yuan Nanwu's eyes were also looking this way, and the two looked at each other.
Guo Shichong gave him a wink, then gave him a thumbs up and wiped his neck.
Yuan Nanwu's face was expressionless, but his eyes had a cold light.
"You bastard, I can't spare you."
As soon as Lin Shundou got off the ring, Yang Liuqing pointed at him and cursed.
"Little girl, trouble comes from your mouth, don't talk nonsense."
Lin Shundou looked at her with contempt.
"Am I afraid of you?"
Yang Liuqing stared: "Damn lame, just wait for me. If you meet me, I will break your other leg."
"oh?"
Lin Shundou narrowed his eyes and flashed a murderous look.
"Little girl, I remember what you said."
"Pooh!"
Yang Liuqing spat hard.
At this time, Xiao Feng took back the silver needle and let out a long breath.
"Okay, save his life."
"Liu Qing, please arrange for someone to send him back quickly."
Xiao Feng wrote another prescription and asked her to arrange for someone to brew the medicine to stabilize Yan Nan's injury first.
Gongsun Liang stood on the ring and said seriously: "Heroes, there are winners and losers in the competition, but please don't take it too seriously, so as not to hurt yourself."
"The second match will begin, with Yunfeng Martial Arts Club's Hong Xiuchuan facing off against Baishan Martial Arts Club's Qin Yong!"
Hong Xiuchuan is dressed in a simple outfit, but he really looks like a hero.
His eyes were like blades, he walked quickly to the bottom of the ring, jumped up and went straight up.
"Brother Hong, come on."
"Master Hong, let them see the power of our Yunfeng Martial Arts Club."
Members of the Yunfeng Martial Arts Association cheered and cheered.
From the Baishan Martial Arts Association, a young man with a burly physique and a big waist came out.
He is about 1.9 meters tall, and his broad shoulders look like a hill.
The two fists were like hammers, and they were covered with thick calluses, which made people feel frightened just looking at them.
He walked onto the ring with a step that would disown his relatives and stared at the bull's eye.
"I'll go, he's so big."
Yuan Yin said in shock.
"Qin Yong, the master of Baishan Martial Arts Hall, one of the top five masters."
Leng Mufeng introduced: "He is a warrior who practices foreign martial arts, and his iron sand palm is quite famous in the world."
"In this martial arts conference, I heard that he also wants to compete for the first place. It seems that he is well prepared."
Baishan Martial Arts Association ranks fourth among the twelve branches, second only to Longtan Martial Arts Association.
In this martial arts conference, the top five branches are mainly fighting against each other. The other branches have no strength to compete at all, but only focus on participation.
"Iron Palm?"
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. This was definitely a challenge for Hong Xiuchuan.
On the ring, Hong Xiuchuan clasped his fists and saluted: "Master Qin, please!"
Qin Yong put his hands behind his back and curled his mouth.
"Eldest Young Master of the Hong family in Jinmen, I've heard of you, but I didn't expect you to dare to step into the ring."
"Master Qin, what do you mean?"
Hong Xiuchuan's face darkened.
"snort!"
Qin Yong curled his lips and smiled: "Master Hong, fighting in the ring is very dangerous. I don't want to hurt you, so you'd better get down quickly."
"Master Qin, don't underestimate people. It's not certain who will win or lose."
Hong Xiuchuan retorted.
"Haha...you have a bad tone, don't you?"
Qin Yong walked to the corner of the ring and picked up a rock from the ground, which was the size of a basketball.
He weighed it in his hand, then suddenly threw it into the air and slapped it with his palm.
'boom!'
There was an explosion and rubble flew into the sky.
Everyone in the audience exclaimed, one palm can break this hard rock, it is truly a palm of iron and sand.
Most people really don't dare to accept this move.
"How's it going? Do you still need to fight?"
"Awesome, what a beautiful fight."
Hong Xiuchuan smiled and clapped his hands, nodded and said, "Master Qin's iron sand palm is indeed well-deserved."
"But don't forget, the stone won't move, but I can."
'Snapped!'
A leaf was blown by the wind. Hong Xiuchuan patted it casually, and the leaf was shattered.
"Good boy, since you don't accept it, then let's fight with fists and feet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yong slapped him and called him over.
Hong Xiuchuan met him with a punch, and the two sides exchanged fists and palms for real.
There was a muffled sound, and Hong Xiuchuan twisted his face and took four or five steps back.
The punch seemed to hit the steel plate, causing his whole arm to go numb.
Qin Yong quickly stepped forward and slapped him again.
Hong Xiuchuan could only carry it with his arms. The slap made him stagger and his head was buzzing.
Qin Yong took advantage of the victory and pursued him, slapping him hard all the way, and the power of the iron sand palm was fully demonstrated.
Hong Xiuchuan was beaten to the point where he was running around with his head in his arms, hiding here and there in the ring, and his arms were soon bruised and swollen from the beating.
After two rounds, Hong Xiuchuan was in a state of disarray. Before Hong Fist could show its power, he could no longer bear it.