----------Qianfeng took out a small bottle, slowly poured the liquid into Liu Xuanjian's mouth, and asked him to take it. Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He is fine."
Everyone was happy, and Ming Qi immediately asked Yuan Qing for a set of clothes for Liu Xuanjian to wear. After all, it was not very good to be naked.
Yuan Qing called Xiao Wan'er in, and the four of them were very happy. Liu Xuanjian woke up amidst the joy, touched his head, and murmured, "Wasn't he comatose due to poisoning? Is he feeling better again?"
Liu Xuange said excitedly, "Brother, you are worrying us to death." After saying that, he wiped the tears from his eyes.
A voice from the side said, "Boy, try your luck and see what level you are at."
Liu Xuanjian immediately tried the energy and found that there was something special in the energy. The energy was many times more powerful than the above. That strange power was completely different from the energy.
Liu Xuanjian was shocked and said, "Soul level?"
Qianfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Yes, it's the soul level. The blood I just imprinted helped you absorb all the impurities and toxins in your cells, which is equivalent to reshaping your cells. I also used medicine to help you."
You have made an impact, so you have reached the energy soul level, but you still have to work hard to consolidate it, this is not the energy soul level you get through steady practice."
Liu Xuanjian stood up and thanked Mingqi, "Thank you, Mingqi."
Mingqi's complexion improved slightly and he nodded...
On the second day, with the help of Qianfeng, Mingqi finally recovered about 90% of his strength. When they came to the training ground, Yuan and Qing were also cheering Mingqi on the sidelines.
The referee was still the same referee. Seeing Mingqi, the referee smiled lightly and said, "Boy, are you willing to come back to compete?"
Mingqi smiled slightly.
Ming Qi looked at his opponents, including Zi Yuan, Shen Luo, and a few old students he didn't recognize.
Mingqi closed his eyes and sat in meditation, waiting for his game.
Half an hour later, Ming Qi slowly opened his eyes. He had a competition. His opponent was an old student named Shi Jun'er, a girl. The two slowly came on stage. Shi Jun'er smiled and said, "Yesterday, your
The game is very exciting, but I think I am no match for you. So I will only bet you a hundred battle value."
Ming raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Whatever you want!"
Shi Jun'er was about to attack, but Ming Qi jumped off the ring. Shi Jun'er's cultivation level was not low. After reaching the peak of the third level, Ming Qi could see that her strength was still far behind his own. Even though he was now
Only 90% of the strength can still defeat her.
However, in order to try his best to recover, Mingqi chose to abstain voluntarily.
Shi Jun'er snorted, "Mingqi, you bastard, do you look down on me?" Mingqi smiled lightly and said, "Whatever you think." After saying that, he sat on his seat and closed his eyes to relax.
Forty minutes later, Mingqi had another game, against Shen Luo. Shen Luo was seriously injured and gave up. Mingqi could only wait quietly for the next game. This is how the game is. Some students may only play two or three games a day, because
The remaining opponents are unable to compete due to injuries or other reasons. This rule may seem unfair, but it is very convenient under the arrangement of arranging battles according to strength. After all, it is unrealistic to hold six to seven thousand matches in fifty arenas in one day.
, if the strength is similar, someone will get injured, and the original ten games will naturally become one or two games.
After two hours, Mingqi jumped off the ring and admitted defeat in all the matches, until the sixth match, when Mingqi faced Ziyuan.
The two slowly climbed onto the ring, and Ming Qi recovered to more than 90% of his strength. After all, he had lost a lot of blood, so recovery was not as simple as usual.
Shion is at her peak.
Ziyuan chuckled and said, "Mingqi, I will definitely beat you this time."
Mingqi was not particularly nervous. After all, even an opponent like Xuan Jing had been defeated by him, let alone the third one.
"Bet five thousand."
Mingqi said calmly.
Immediately, the two declared, and a moment later the referee gave the order to "start."
Mingqi appeared behind Ziyuan in a flash. From the beginning, Mingqi had already used his ability control skills.
Ming punched and cast three feet of ice on his hand, but when the punch fell, there was an afterimage through Ziyuan's body.
A sense of crisis came from behind, Mingqi turned around and punched Ziyuan's delicate hand.
The two of them took a few steps back. Ziyuan was obviously hurt. Ziyuan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and immediately took out the purple sword from the Neng Ring. Mingqi snorted. He still had no intention of taking out the demon blood.
Ziyuan's figure flashed and stabbed Mingqi from behind. Mingqi used his left hand to strike with ice. Not only did the purple sword not bounce away, but it strangely broke the ice on Mingqi's arm.
Ming Qi felt a pain in his hand and immediately pulled back. Blood flowed from his hand. Ming Qi replaced the three feet of ice on his hand with four skills stacked silver. The wound was covered by the silver light. Xiao Wan'er in the audience was heartbroken.
.
Mingqi said calmly, "I underestimated you."
Zi Yuan was silent, purple energy erupted from the purple sword in his hand, and he slashed across the face. Ming Qi was surprised that the move was the same as his own. When he was shocked, Ming Qi hurriedly covered his chest with his arm, "Chi~" Ming Qi's
A hideous wound was cut on the arm, and the four skills stacked silver... was broken!!!
Mingqi looked at his wounds with a solemn expression, knowing that he was proud.
Mingqi calmed down, and then he displayed his immortal demon body, and the four silver skills in his hands returned to normal. Mingqi flashed and appeared behind Ziyuan. Ziyuan was shocked. Mingqi's speed was much faster than before.
Although it is not as fast as yesterday, it is already much faster than her.
Mingqi slapped his left hand, and the surrounding air was torn apart, making a harsh whistling sound. Ziyuan turned around and stabbed Mingqi's left hand with his sword. Not only did Mingqi not stop, he deliberately let the purple sword touch his left hand. For some reason, it didn't
Blood, Ming raised his left hand and grabbed it hard, firmly grasping Ziyuan's right hand under the four skills stacked silver.
Ziyuan blushed and almost wanted to break free, but was Mingqi's hand free so easily?!
Mingqi dragged Ziyuan to the edge of the ring, took back his left hand and kicked Ziyuan out of the ring.
Everyone was astonished. They had only seen people forcing their opponents into the ring, but never anything like this.
Ziyuan fell down and kept rubbing her buttocks and cursed, "Mingqi, I still have a trick, remember it, you bastard."
Ming Qi ignored her at all and stopped using the four skills on his hand, but the wounds that should have appeared on his hands disappeared. This is the function of using the immortal demon body. It can quickly repair any physical injuries, but the prerequisite
It can be enough.
Slowly walking off the stage and returning to his seat, the referee said, "Boy, who are you? You are such a monster. As far as I know, you are only eleven years old and your talent is mediocre." Mingqi smiled lightly, "I can't work hard because my talent is mediocre.
Practicing?”
The referee smiled and said nothing. Mingqi continued to close his eyes and rest. Now his strength was only 80%. He had used this method to defeat Ziyuan just to save energy.
Mingqi didn't know whether he should participate in the remaining competitions. If he was hit hard again, tomorrow's competition would be ruined again, but he couldn't help but want to participate. After all, Mingqi was belligerent.