Bianjing female doctor has a melon-eating system

Chapter 110: Admit Defeat

Pain swept over him, and the owner's eyes were blinded by the pain. After screaming, his mind turned white, and there was only one feeling in his body - pain!

Everyone was horrified and stared blankly at such a human tragedy, not daring to express their anger.

The smile on the Ninth Guardian's face has never stopped since the gym leader decided to continue the competition. This smile is clearly filled with blood!

The owner swallowed hard, gritted his teeth and tried to break away.

But as soon as he made a move, he saw the Ninth Protector grabbing his other intact arm and twisting it hard again!

The owner of the museum was in so much pain that he had no strength to cry out this time. He opened his mouth wide and vomited out a mouthful of old blood. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained out in an instant, and his body fell softly involuntarily.

However, both of his arms were restrained by the Ninth Guardian, which was not fair even if he thought about it. He half-stretched his body and fell to the ground, with his upper body being lifted off the ground.

"Tch, it's just two of your arms. That's not enough. I thought I could play with the last one longer this time, but that's it." The Ninth Guardian stopped smiling and complained dissatisfied.

After saying that, the Ninth Protector let go of his hand, letting the body of the museum owner fall to the ground like a pile of rotten meat. He stared at the owner of the museum sinisterly, suddenly jumped up on one foot, and stepped on the owner's finger with his good leg.

The Ninth Guardian's strength was so great that he not only stepped on it, but also moved it back and forth and crushed the owner's fingers without listening. Amidst a "creak" and a faint cry of pain, the owner's ten fingers became bloody and bloody, and the bones were exposed.

The timid people had already covered their eyes, their whole bodies were weak with fear, and they could not help but retreat. The brave people couldn't bear to continue watching, frowning and grinning, as if their fingers were also undergoing such torture.

The Ninth Protector said mischievously: "Let you focus on my lame attack so that you can take advantage of it. Okay, if you lame a leg at me and you have the audacity to defeat me, then I will smash your limbs and let you defeat me." You can’t even get up!”

Seeing that the two arms and hands of the museum owner were disabled, the Nine Guardians focused on his legs, stopped their movements, and limped to the hall owner's feet.

Mr. Clerk's eyes were dark. He stared at the Ninth Guardian, with veins twitching on his forehead. He asked: "Master, do you want to admit defeat and interrupt the competition?"

Following his words, everyone woke up and urged the owner to answer quickly. The document he signed stated that "during the competition, life or death does not matter." If he did not answer quickly, the competition would continue.

Xie Huaichu looked at Ji Yutang, who looked worried, and asked, "Why doesn't the martial arts master still answer? It seems that he hasn't fainted yet."

Ji Yutang shook his head and sighed: "It's not that he doesn't want to answer, he is already in extreme pain. Any small movement will aggravate the pain, including opening his mouth to speak."

The Ninth Protector was annoyed by Mr. Clerk. He turned around and stared at Mr. Clerk fiercely: "Why did you interrupt me several times?"

Mr. Secretary was not afraid and looked directly at him: "This is the leader's rule. If one party decides to stop the competition during the competition, then the competition will end."

The Ninth Guardian grinded his teeth: "There is such a rule, but you are not asked to interrupt the competition again and again to remind the contestants! The leader didn't say it, right? You despise the leader and the rules. When the leader comes back, I will definitely give you a copy. , so that you can’t eat and walk around!”

Mr. Clerk's expression was indifferent: "Yes, the leader didn't say that he could remind the contestants, but he also didn't say that he couldn't. You don't have to use the leader to suppress me."

The Ninth Protector snorted coldly and was about to ignore Mr. Clerk's words and continue to attack the museum owner.

"Old Jiu, stop." A cold female voice sounded, and the body of the Ninth Protector froze. His feet were already raised high, but he had to forcefully suppress them to stop.

The Ninth Protector suppressed the anger on his face, and only the red corners of his eyes showed his unwillingness.

"Good luck to you." The Ninth Protector said coldly, then limped back and sat down. A trace of joy flashed in Mr. Clerk's eyes, and he quickly called to the believers to carry the owner down for treatment.

This change was so fast that everyone started talking about who had such great ability to suppress the Ninth Guardian.

Ji Yutang looked at the protector who stopped him. She was sitting at the end. She was the last of the ten protectors who came out to compete this time. But Ji Yutang does not think that the ranking of seats represents the ranking of combat effectiveness.

Xie Huaichu followed her line of sight and saw that at the end of the row of seats, there was a man whose face could not be seen clearly under a black gauze. But from the sound of her voice, she was a girl.

He was secretly surprised that the tenth protector had such great magical powers. He only said four words to suppress the ninth protector who was like a murderous god.

At the same time, the Tenth Protector was lowering his head to inspect the Ninth Protector's injuries.

"It's okay. I'll just go back and get it back for you." The Tenth Guardian reached out and poked the Ninth Guardian's limp wound. His fingers were as slender as green onions and as white as the bright moon.

"Hey, can you please be gentle? It hurts so much." The Ninth Protector complained softly.

"No." The Ten Guardians refused coldly, and poked him hard with bad intentions.

The Ninth Protector almost jumped up from his chair in pain and was held down by the Eighth Protector on his left.

"Old Jiu, since you are injured, please step down. Don't occupy this position. This will prevent people with bad intentions from picking you to compete." The Eighth Guardian has a gentle voice, and he is also thick and strong, as strong as a hill. The black gauze creates a solid and round shape.

The Ninth Guardian moved his limp slightly, and the severe pain made others groan. It was indeed not suitable to continue the competition. He said unwillingly: "Okay, let me know if you have any after the competition is over." What a fun thing.”

The Eight Guardians chuckled lightly: "We don't like torturing people like you. We usually end our lives happily. There is nothing fun about it."

The Tenth Guardian glanced at the Ninth Guardian coolly through the black gauze: "I told you not to be too arrogant. What if you scare those people away like this? The leader allows you to indulge and play appropriately, not to let you ignore everything. …”

"Okay, okay, I know." The Ninth Protector stopped her chattering, pursed her lips, and left reluctantly, dragging her lame leg.

Not long after he left, another limping man covered in black veil came back and sat in the seat he vacated.

Ji Yutang watched this change with helpless eyes and felt horrified. Uncle Liu was right, there were hundreds of protectors in the Taiping Sect. But he did not explain anything. In order to confuse others and make others think that there are only ten guardians, the Taiping Sect did some tricks. For example, several groups of guardians are set up, each group has ten people, and the ten guardians in each group are all the same height and shape, including the lame Ninth Guardian.

I just don’t know if these lame Nine Guardians are born like this, or are they doing it on purpose? Ji Yutang didn't dare to think about it further. She vaguely felt that it was the second possibility.

She quietly told Xie Huaichu her conjecture, but halfway through, Xie Huaichu motioned for her to shut up, and secretly gestured at Uncle Liu and the others.

Xie Huaichu already understood what Ji Yutang meant. He and she had the same guess. They felt that the Taiping Sect was too ruthless and did not follow the example. They were uneasy about this mission to lurk the Taiping Sect.

(End of this chapter)