Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1808: Chaos in the Dragon Palace. Treating Wounds
  The soldiers and generals are all too busy.

There was a big mess in the Dragon Palace, and the dragon people in Beihai were also waiting for the old Dragon King to come out and preside over what happened in the ring.

To the uninformed Long Min, Zhang Yan was too excited to run for the Dragon Prince of Beihai, and was tempted to kill in order to get the position of the Dragon Prince of Beihai.

If rumors are spread deliberately, the rumor that spreads about the ring competition is that Zhang Yan has an impure mind.

Early on, he wanted to kill the people who hindered him from becoming the Dragon Prince of the North Sea, and he successfully became the first candidate for the Dragon Prince of the North Sea.

But the truth of the matter is not like this.

Zhang Yan recalled the whole process of the competition in the ring.

Ao Lie indeed exploded in strength after asking for a break.

Zhang Yan may not have enough time to think when playing on the court.

But now that the game is over and off the ring, judging from Ao Lie's previous reactions and changes.

Ao Lie took some kind of elixir that could quickly increase his power and improve his cultivation.

And those who can defeat the powerful skill of his own Nine-turn Golden Dragon Art must have reached the peak realm of immortals.

At this moment, Zhang Yan realized.

"I wonder how on earth this kid did it. It turns out he was blessed by a golden elixir!"

"And this golden elixir may have been given to him by the old Dragon King."

"If you don't concentrate on improving your skills and just try to follow these unfashionable paths, it's inevitable that you'll be defeated by me."

Zhang Yan shook his head in disapproval of Ao Lie's actions.

Then Zhang Yan left the square where the competition was held.

The good treasure of the North Sea Dragon King can improve his cultivation level in a short time and reach the peak of the immortal realm.

It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous, but in the end it harmed his own son.

The old Dragon King must have been lying in bed hating Zhang Yan to death.

"cough"

"Cough cough cough"   The door of the inn where Zhang Yan was resting was closed tightly.

Even though the door was closed, the violent coughing sounds from inside the room could not be stopped and kept coming outside.

Zhang Yan went through this battle in the ring and suffered a lot of injuries. Just on his body, you can see the wounds, big and small, on his hands, arms, and thighs.

There were deep and shallow wounds, some were just superficial wounds, and some were slightly deeper.

When Zhang Yan applied medicine to himself, he pressed the wound with one hand and sprinkled the medicine powder from the medicine bottle with the other.

There was still a piece of gauze biting in his mouth. He was afraid that he would scream out, so he tried his best to restrain himself.

But when the medicinal powder came into contact with the open wound, Zhang Yan still grimaced in pain.

My whole leg was shaking with pain.

Despite this, Zhang Yan still had to give himself all the medicine.

There were some wounds, which had almost recovered before the game, but were torn open due to his violent movements.

"Oh my God!"

Zhang Yan awkwardly pulled the bandage and wrapped it around the wound.

Zhang Yan's injuries are all healed. As long as he takes a good rest and avoids strenuous exercise, the wounds will heal quickly.

But during the competition, he was hit several times by his opponent.

Zhang Yan's internal injuries were serious.

Some time ago, I received a slap on my heart from that boy named Duo Gao, and now I still feel a dull pain in my chest.

"How abominable!"

Also, the person who was beaten by Ao Lie yesterday had many large and small wounds on his body, which were also caused by Ao Lie's silver sword.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan's wounds ached.

(End of this chapter)