Seeing the fallen monk flowing bloodily, the monk Tianbei Island who was responsible for maintaining order finally shouted anxiously: "Come here! Something happened here!"
Agui, who was sitting behind Yu Song, immediately stood up and looked up at the ring on the second floor.
Yu Song frowned and ordered: "Agui, go and see what's going on."
Agui bowed his hand and flew up toward the second-level disc-shaped ring sword.
When Agui landed on the ring, he saw the situation of the falling monk with his own eyes, he was shocked and turned around and looked at Chu Guanchao opposite him.
Pointing at the monk lying in a pool of blood, Agui's eyes were as lightning as lightning. He looked at Chu Guanchao opposite him, and his face turned gloomy: "You beat me?"
Chu Guanchao's expression was calm and bowed to Agui: "It's me, I'll give in!"
A Gui's big fist clenched the ground and made a "click" sound, and he wished he could directly call Chu Guanchao on his face.
He was already trying to suppress his anger, but Agui's voice still trembled uncontrollably:
"Just just fight and fight each other, you should stop. You can do such a ruthless move. Do you have such a conscience?"
When asked such a question in public, Agui obviously did not intend to leave any affection for Chu Guanchao.
But Chu Guanchao opposite him put away his courtesy and stood up straight, looking indifferent.
He obviously knew A Gui's identity and knew that he could not offend A Gui, but he didn't say anything, as if he was beaten and beaten. It was not a big deal.
A Gui couldn't beat someone in public, he could only grit his teeth with hatred.
Just as Agui questioned Chu Guanchao, several disciples from Tianbei Island flew to the ring one after another. When everyone saw the monks lying on the ground, they all looked horrified and rushed forward to rescue them.
Everyone carefully transferred the injured monk to the flat back of a medium-sized negative armor beast.
Just as the disciples of Tianbei Island lifted the injured monk up, everyone around the watch seats also saw clearly the status of the injured monk.
Even Shen Yuyun couldn't help but exclaim: "Half of this person..."
Before he could say the words behind him, Bi Cheng behind him shouted in a louder voice: "I'll go, I'll be torn!"
Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei also looked at the injured monk who had been removed by everyone with a serious expression.
Yan Yan could see clearly, naturally.
Bi Cheng did not exaggerate, and Yan Yan thought Bi Cheng had described it very appropriately.
The monk's body was indeed violently torn apart, and it was broken from his shoulder blades. The skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones on his lower head were violently torn apart, and the wound spread to the point close to the Dantian.
Fortunately, the spiritual roots of the Dantian were not torn to pieces, otherwise even if the Daluo Jinxian came, she would not be able to save her.
The Qihai spiritual roots in the monk's dantian are much more important than those of internal organs.
Yan Yan guessed that the monk might have used up all subsequent power in the end to stop the other party's brute force, otherwise the whole person might have been in half.
The reason why Yan Yan was so far away was that he could accurately judge the wound that was not chopped with weapons was actually very simple.
This is the same as cooking and cutting meat at home on weekdays.
The meat cut with a knife is neat and tidy. As long as the knife is fast enough and the knife is still good, there is no connection.
The stubble of the hand-pulled cabbage is exactly the opposite of the cut meat slices, and there are all kinds of shapes.
Just like the wounded monk's body, his body was basically torn open, but there were also connections such as flesh-stained fascia on the opening, and there was no neat slit.
"Tear the opponent's body directly. This kind of fighting method should be a typical physical practice, right?"
Yan Yan sent a message to Mr. Yumei.
Mr. Yumei's expression was also very serious at the moment.
The eyes were not until the armor-bearing beast walked away with the injured monk, and the white eyebrows, which were like a lying silkworm, frowned: "Miss Yan, you will most likely suffer a loss when you show up with him."
"Although this man is an individual cultivator, his ability to approach the cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm and able to approach the opponent's close attack means that his cultivation level is already in strength to approach the cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm."
"And you have just reached the level of Nascent Soul. If he fights with you closely, once you break through your close defense, your fate will be exactly the same as that of this monk today!"
Yan Yan smiled slightly: "Who is at a loss, it's not certain!"
She had experience in close combat with Qi Wuji, who was pure physical cultivation, so she was not very nervous.
I just think Chu Guanchao is too poisonous to take action. No matter what, this is on Tianbei Island, so I dare to hurt people so blatantly.
Could there be some particularly powerful backer behind this person?
When this thought flashed through his mind, Yan Yan's eyes subconsciously fell on the opposite host's seat.
At the front of the huge platform, three people sat.
Qi Wuji lazily placed his arms on the back of his head, and his whole body collapsed in the chair and yawned.
The other two were not very good-looking.
Yan Yan raised her eyebrows.
She couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but saw that Yu Song and Rong Mochou both placed their hands on the same sign.
Yan Yan looked familiar when she saw the sign pressing under her fingers.
She lowered her head and searched for her Xiuwen Bamboo Pulp, and found a purple gold medal that was sent by a monk from Tianbei Island. The totem of Jiange was carved on it.
When the monk sent this sign just now, he said that it was specially given to her by Yu Song.
The purpose of this brand is to promote the privileged logo. If you get this brand, you don’t have to continue to compete with other winning monks. You can directly participate in the last competition.
The winner will be able to see Yu Xinzhu.
Looking at the familiar sign under the two of them, Yan Yan instantly understood what was going on.
Since Mr. Yu has one of the battle-free cards that directly advance, Rong Mochou, who is the head of Tianbei Island, must have one of them.
It seems that Rong Mochou is planning to cast this battle-free card to Chu Guanchao.
Maybe Mr. Yu was afraid that she would show up with Chu Guanchao, so he suppressed the sign and refused to let Rong Mochou send it out.
They are already so obviously protected. No wonder Chu Guanchao is so confident and dares to tear people in public.
Yan Yan Fengliu's thin lips slightly raised, and she made a meaningful smile, sending a message to Mr. Yu on the opposite side: "Give him the sign, I'm trying to compete with this guy!"
Yu Song frowned and looked at Yan Yan, and also heard a voice: "This person is dangerous, don't be impulsive!"
Yan Yan smiled and said, "I happened to have the opportunity to explore his background and let Uncle Gui protect me. As long as he doesn't let him get close to me, it's okay."
Yu Song frowned and pondered for a while before his fingers slowly took back from the pressed sign.
Rong Mochou showed a little pride on his face. When he took back the sign, he wiped the fine sweat from the forehead without any trace. Only then did he notice that the piece was pressed by Yu Song's fingers and left two clear finger marks on the sign.