One person: God rewards hard work, hundreds of different schools of thought develop miraculous skill

Chapter 121 A qualified punching bag!The power of Mr. Wang Zizhong!

"Take it easy... hiss... it hurts!"

Wang Ye snatched the boiled egg from Zhang Chulan's hand and rubbed it on the bruised black eye.

"Ouch, Sister Bao'er is too cruel."

Zhang Chulan suppressed his laughter, but because he endured it too much, his whole body trembled.

"How cruel is he..."

Zhao Tian sighed, with a burst of pain on his face.

"You should be fine, Brother Tian, ​​I see you're not injured?"

Zhang Chulan has turned into a curious baby and also serves as the comforter of the "Tianye Group", trying to comfort two injured hearts with his slightly weak eloquence.

"I'm not hurt? Haha!"

Zhao Tianyi stood up indignantly: "My injuries come and go again and again. The injury is healed, and the injury is healed. I dare not say anything else about Mr. Wang Zizhong. His medical skills are really amazing. He can cure me in a few seconds." Hurt! All that's left... is endless pain."

"Hey, the world is as dark as a crow."

Zhang Chulan's entire face was already red from laughing.

"I'm here to help you win the Luotian Dajiao, but you find a thug to bury me. Okay, Zhang Chulan, Sun Thief, you are very good at playing..." Wang Ye showed a cold expression, obviously very fond of Zhang Chulan. dissatisfied.

On the day when Zhao Tian and Wang were exhausted, the second half of the competition officially began.

The final winners are Feng Xingtong, Wang Bing, Zhang Lingyu and Lu Linglong.

On the second day, the semi-finals of the first half of the group had also begun. Zhao Tian came on the court and admitted defeat to Feng Baobao cleanly, and Wang Ye admitted defeat to Zhang Chulan without any sloppiness.

As a result, Zhang Chulan still made it to the finals, and it was a certainty that he would face Zhang Lingyu.

Seeing that the semi-finals of the second half of the group were about to begin, Zhao Tian suddenly thought of something.

If the original process was followed, then Feng Xingtong would definitely meet Wang Bing.

Wang Bing is the grandson of Shilao Wang Ai, and Wang Ai once obtained the complete version of Ju Lingqiang through underhanded means.

This will undoubtedly put Feng Xingtong in a losing situation.

If it were before, Feng Xingtong would be injured, but now that Feng Shayan and Zhao Tian have come together, it is reasonable for Zhao Tian to help this future brother-in-law.

As for this matter, Zhao Tian had laid out the plan last time when Wang Ai and Lu Ci questioned Zhang Chulan.

The time he agreed with Wang Ai and Lu Ci happened to be today, before the semi-finals of the second half of the group.

About evening.

A young man with an arrogant face put his arms behind his head and came to Zhao Tian with a big sting.

This person is Wang Bing.

For this person, Zhao Tian could hardly say that he disliked him, it simply made him sick.

Calling him yandere is an understatement. To Zhao Tian, ​​this Wang Bing is like a "halo brother", always living in the halo created by Wang Ai for him, and Wang Bing is the core of this halo.

As for Lu Gong who was following Wang Bing, Zhao Tian didn't know much about him, but since he was from Lu Ci's side, he certainly couldn't take advantage of him.

"Hey you……"

Wang Bing glanced sideways at Zhao Tian, ​​but he still had no intention of lowering his arms behind his head.

"I?"

Zhao Tian calmly poured Wang Ye a cup of tea and looked at Wang Bing with interest.

Zhao Tian was fully prepared for this day.

Not only did he borrow Wang Zizhong from Feng Xingtong in advance, but he also borrowed a sound insulation note from Mr. Lu Jinlu through his relationship with the old Heavenly Master.

Once this talisman is posted, let alone begging for mercy, even if firecrackers are set off in this area, no one will be able to hear it.

"You're just looking for a beating, right?"

Wang Bing sneered.

He has always been arrogant, and this time Luo Tian Dajiao has not seen other people's competitions. The only competition he has seen is the one between Zhao Tian and Zhi Jinhua.

However, he didn't have much patience, so he left after seeing it halfway, and did not see the spatial echo of Zhao Tian's last display.

"Just you?"

Zhao Tian's tone remained calm.

After these days of hanging around in the alien world, he has basically understood his position, and he is the well-deserved number one among the younger generation of aliens.

Zhao Tian didn't pay attention to the mere King Bing at all, so even if the King Bing screamed again, Zhao Tian would not be angry.

But it was Gujing Mubo's attitude that made people even more angry. "you wanna die!"

Wang Bing never talked about martial ethics, so he slapped Zhao Tian.

At this moment, the space distorted strangely.

The person whom Wang Bing slapped screamed, and his whole body flew backwards under the powerful force.

but--

"Lu Gong!" Wang Bing's pupils shrank: "Why are you there!"

"Be careful, this kid has space ability, I was replaced!"

Lu Gong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and began to prepare for the attack.

"You stay away, I don't believe that his spatial ability has unlimited range, let me do it myself!"

Wang Bing snorted coldly, and there was a faint black energy coming out of his hands. With the blessing of the black energy, the force of his fist was no longer as strong as a full-strength blow from a tuhe chariot.

[Seize the spirit and send the general, swallow the spirit: proficiency +1]

Is this the swallowing spirit of Ju Ling’s general?

It seems that Wang Ai often found various spirits for Wang Bing to devour.

Zhao Tian quietly brought up the spirit of the gods, punched fist to fist, and used the spirit of the gods to remove the black energy from Wang Bing's hands.

Without the blessing of black energy, Wang Bing's strength was far inferior to that of Zhao Tian. Under Zhao Tian's unreserved attack with all his strength, Wang Bing's arm muscles and bones were broken, and his whole arm was like a puddle of soft mud, drooping along his shoulders. Go down.

"what--"

Wang Bing screamed and began to talk harshly: "My grandpa will not let you go!"

"You won't let me go? I'm so scared."

Zhao Tian grinned, picked up one of Wang Bing's legs, and threw him heavily to the ground on one side, and then fell to the ground on the other side.

After repeated attempts several times, Wang Bing was knocked unconscious.

"Mr. Wang Zizhong, cure him for me."

Zhao Tian opened his palms, and the black ball rotating in his palms slowly flew out, transforming into the appearance of Wang Zizhong, a great player.

As soon as Wang Zizhong transformed, he immediately spread his hands to emit a faint soft light.

Under the soft light, Wang Bing's injuries healed almost in the blink of an eye.

"Jiejiejie, thank you for the gift you gave me!"

Wang Bing suddenly opened his eyes, picked up his generals, and waved to Wang Zizhong: "Come on, come quickly!"

After the last word "come" fell, Wang Zizhong's whole body was wrapped in a vortex. In that vortex, Wang Zizhong quickly flew towards Wang Bing.

Wang Bing had a huge appetite, and when Wang Zizhong flew toward him, he opened his mouth wide, trying to swallow Wang Zizhong in one gulp.

"return!"

Zhao Tian slightly frowned, and also summoned Ju Ling to send his generals.

At this moment, Wang Zizhong, who was about to fall into Wang Bing's mouth, flew back to Zhao Tian at a speed ten times faster than before!

"You like playing tricks, don't you?"

Zhao Tian smiled disdainfully, cast the golden light spell, and casually picked two bloody holes the size of fists on Wang Bing's thigh.

"Ah——" Wang Bing's screams followed.

"Mr. Wang Zizhong, cure him!"

"what--"

"Cure him!"

"what--"

"Cure him!"

"Zhao - Tian - I will definitely, will not, let go..." Before the last word of you could be uttered, Wang Bing had already fainted.

"Brother Lu Gong, it's your turn." Seeing that Wang Bing was temporarily useless, Zhao Tianjiang glanced at Lu Gong playfully.

Lu Gong laughed sarcastically and said hesitantly:

"How about... I help you fight the king?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)