Kazuya Furukawa was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was a little confused. He knew that Lin Yu was the He Jiarong who guided Du Sheng, so he understood why Lin Yu was so hostile to him, but he didn't understand, since Lin Yu hated him
, Why do you still hope he can win the finals?!
But after wondering, Furukawa Kazuya naturally agreed happily in the face of such "blessings". He nodded and smiled at Lin Yu with an evil smile, and said in stiff Chinese, "Don't worry, I will definitely win!"
As he said that, he pointed to Du Sheng who was carried away from a distance, and said in a cold tone, "He is lucky and saved his life!"
"Not bad, he's really lucky!"
Lin Yu nodded, still expressionless, and said coldly, "But you may not have such good luck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yu ignored him, grabbed his cell phone and quickly chased Du Sheng in the direction where he was carried away. At the same time, he called Li Zhensheng and told him a few medicinal herbs to pack and bring them over.
Bring his pair of dragon and phoenix silver needles and the hemostatic and muscle-generating powder retained by the clinic.
Kazuya Furukawa narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Yu's back and left, then jumped off the ring and walked towards the rostrum. At the same time, he frowned and thought about what Lin Yu meant just now.
"Hahahaha... I am worthy of being a genius player of my Sword Master League. Congratulations, Furukawa!"
At this time, Tokugawa and Fukuyama saw Kazuya Fukugawa and came forward with a smile, with a proud look on their faces and whispering in Japanese.
"A piece of cake!"
Kazuya Furukawa nodded to the two of them, smiled slightly disapprovingly, and said proudly, "I was sure to kill him, but unfortunately he escaped by chance!"
"He's just a small character, it doesn't matter!"
Tokugawa smiled heartily, as if he didn't take it seriously at all. He patted Kazuya Furukawa on the shoulder and said, "This time, you are giving a good breath for our Rising Sun Empire!"
"The Chinese can no longer be arrogant!"
Fukuyama glanced at Yuan He, Shui Dongwei, Xiang Nantian and others in the distance, and smiled with their heads raised.
"Next, we need to study Sorog of Misade. I hope we can defeat him in the finals! Let my Sword Master League reach the top of the world and reshape my power of the Rising Sun!"
Tokugawa said with a solemn expression, with a straight face, and a solemn expression.
Although the match between Sorog and Jamison had not started in the afternoon, Tokugawa knew that it must be Sorog, and Sorog's opponent was the one they should beware of the most!
"Yes, yes, our real opponent is Sorog!"
Fukuyama nodded and said in a deep voice, their goal this time is to win the championship!
"Just now... that guy named He Jiarong actually blessed me and hoped that I could win the final!"
Kazuya Furukawa also frowned and passed on Lin Yu's words just now to Fukuyama and Tokugawa. He was not the kind of person with developed limbs and simple minds. When he heard Lin Yu say such strange words, he always felt that Lin Yu had something in his words.
"He actually wishes you?!"
Fukuyama and Tokugawa were slightly stunned when they heard Kazuya Fukugawa's words, and looked at each other with suspicion on their faces. Now that Du Sheng has been deposed, Huaxia has been completely eliminated, Lin Yu should hate them to death, how could he bless Kokawa
Kazuya wins the championship?!
"I see!"
Fukuyama frowned and thought slightly, and immediately understood Lin Yu's intention. He sneered and said, "This He Jiarong should know the almost forgotten rule of the exchange meeting! He probably wanted to wait for Fukugawa to win and accept other military institutions.
Let's challenge you one after another! It must be a fantasy of letting others consume Fukukawa, and then they will send someone else to challenge Fukukawa!"
"idiot!"
Tokugawa sneered and said, "He may not know that major institutions have sent out the strongest people in his organization long ago. Even if he challenges them one after another, it will be easy for Fukugawa! What's more,
There is a time limit!”
"Forget it, this is the last fantasy of the Chinese. Let them have a beautiful dream!"
Kazuya Furukawa also sneered and said disdainfully, thinking that Lin Yu might have such a little hope.
After Lin Yu rushed to the ambulance, he asked the ambulance to drive out of the training ground, pass through the base, and drive outside the base, in order to meet Li Zhensheng as soon as possible.
Although Du Sheng’s current situation is not life-threatening, the more time delays him, the more dangerous he is.
Under Lin Yu's constant urging, the ambulance rushed to the bottom of the mountain. When he arrived in the suburbs, he finally successfully met with Li Zhensheng who was driving.
Lin Yu asked the ambulance to park on the side of the road, took the silver needle and muscle hemostatic powder and treated Du Sheng.
Because Du Sheng had multiple fractures on his body, he needed bone joints. Lin Yu directly used his hands to roughly connect the ribs on Du Sheng's body. Because of the lack of tools to fix them, Lin Yu did not completely connect the bones on Du Sheng's body, especially
Du Sheng touched Du Sheng's palm that was almost comminuted and broke. Lin Yu didn't touch it, but he just stuck two small silver needles on Du Sheng's wrist and said coldly to the medical staff, "Send him to the Military Region General Hospital."
, tell President Zhao Zhongji, that this Brother Du is a very good friend of my He Jiarong, and ask President Zhao to find the best orthopedic doctor to treat Du Sheng! In addition, the silver needle on Brother Du’s wrist must not be removed, there is only surgery
You can only get rid of it after success, do you know?!"
"Ah, I know, I know!"
Several medical staff nodded repeatedly, then closed the car door and rushed to the Military Region General Hospital.
One of the medical staff said suspiciously, "Who is this person? Why do we listen to him..."
"Idiot, even Mr. He, the famous He Jiarong and Mr. He, who is famous in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, don't know it!"
Another older medical staff scolded him, and he had heard of the name He Jiarong.
After Lin Yu watched the ambulance leave, he asked Li Zhensheng to send him back to the training base, because there was a game between Sorog and Jamison in the afternoon, and he had to be present and observe Sorog's attack.
And the tricks to deal with the possible situation in the finals. After all, it is impossible to determine who can win between Sorog and Furukawa Kazuya.
"Brother Du is okay?"
Han Bing had been waiting for Lin Yu at the base gate. After seeing Lin Yu, he walked up quickly and asked anxiously.
"fine!"
Lin Yu shook his head gently, his expression a little sad, and he whispered, "However, the combat effectiveness in the future may be reduced..."
Han Bing didn't say anything, gritted his teeth tightly, with endless hatred and anger in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said word by word, "If Kazuka Furukawa also won the final championship, I will definitely come on stage to challenge him!"
Lin Yu frowned and looked at her, opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He gently patted Han Bing on the shoulder and said, "Let's talk about it when the finals are over the day after tomorrow!"
After the afternoon game is over, we will have a day off tomorrow, and the finals will be held in the championship battle the day after tomorrow!
After the championship battle, according to the rules, as long as the champion is healthy, in another day, you can challenge the champion!
The match between Sorog and Jamison was also very popular in the afternoon, and almost everyone from all the rostrums came, but there were only not many people in the Chinese area in the middle of the rostrum, and neither Yuan He, Shui Dongwei nor Xiang Nantian came.
After all, the only Chinese player represented by Du Sheng has been eliminated, and China's last hope has been shattered, and they no longer have the intention to watch the game.
Han Bing looked up at the direction of the rostrum. Seeing that Yuan He and the others were not there, he said to Lin Yu, "Wait a little longer, I will call Director Yuan and ask for instructions to watch the battle off the stage!"
"No need!"
Lin Yu waved his hand to Han Bing gently and said, "Let's just go to the rostrum!"
The reason why he asked to sit under the rostrum in the morning was to save Du Sheng. Now he doesn't care who lives and dies in this game, so he can naturally sit on the rostrum.
Han Bing was slightly stunned, sighed secretly as if he was a fickle man, and followed Lin Yu to the rostrum.
After Sorog and Jamison from the Special Affairs Department came on stage, the referee made a brief reminder, then waved his hand to signal the start of the game. Then Sorog and Jamison quickly fought together.
Originally, everyone thought Jamison would lose to Sorog, but after the game started, what everyone did not expect was that Jamison's offensive was sharp and sharp, and he instantly gained the upper hand!
Lin Yu looked up and glanced at the situation on the field, and Jamison, who suddenly broke out, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and even a trace of horror flashed in his eyes!