divine

---------- Qianfeng took out a small bottle, slowly poured the liquid into Liu Xuan's mouth, and asked him to take it. Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, "He's fine."

Everyone was overjoyed, Ming Qi immediately asked Yuan Qing for a set of clothes for Liu Xuanjian to wear, after all it is 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 sound of jubilation, touched his head, and murmured, "Didn't you be in a coma after being poisoned? Could it be that you're back?"

Liu Xuange said excitedly, "Brother, you are so worried about us." After speaking, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Qianfeng said at the side, "Boy, try your luck and see what level you are."

Liu Xuanjian immediately tested his energy, and found that there was a special thing in the energy, which was many times stronger than the above, and that strange power was completely different from energy.

Liu Xuanjian was shocked and said, "Able to be at the soul level?"

Qianfeng stroked his beard, smiled and said, "Yes, it's at the soul level. The blood you inscribed just now helps you absorb the impurities and toxins in your cells, which is equivalent to remodeling your cells. I used drugs to help you You made an impact, so you have reached the soul level, but you still have to work hard to consolidate, this is not the soul level that you have cultivated steadily."

Liu Xuanjian got up and thanked Ming Qi, "Thank you, Ming Qi."

Ming Qi's complexion improved slightly, and he nodded...

On the second day, with the help of Qianfeng, Mingqi finally recovered about [-]% of his strength.When they came to the training ground, the three of Yuan Qing also cheered for Ming Qi outside the court.

The referee was still the same referee. Seeing Mingqi, the referee smiled lightly and said, "Boy, are you willing to come back to the game?"

Ming Qi smiled.

Ming Qi looked at his opponents, including Zi Yuan, Shen Luo, and a few old students he didn't know.

Ming Qi closed his eyes and sat in his seat, waiting for his match.

After half an hour, Ming Qi slowly opened his eyes, there was his match, and his opponent was an old student named Shi Jun'er, who was still a girl.The two slowly came to the stage, Shi Jun'er smiled and said, "Yesterday your match was very exciting, and I don't think I'm your opponent. So I only bet one hundred battle points with you."

Ming pursed his lips and slanted, "Whatever you want!"

Just as Shi Jun'er was about to attack, Ming Qi jumped off the ring directly. Shi Jun'er's cultivation base is not low, and after being able to reach the third peak, Ming Qi can see that her strength is still far from his own, even if he is now Only Jiucheng's strength can still defeat her.

But in order to try his best to restore Mingqi, he chose to abstain automatically.

Shi Jun'er snorted and said, "Ming, you bastard, do you look down on me?" Ming Qi smiled lightly and said, "Whatever you think." After speaking, he sat on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Four or 10 minutes later, Ming Qi had another match against Shen Luo. Shen Luo was seriously injured and forfeited directly. Ming Qi could only wait quietly for the next match. This is how the game is. Some students may only have two or three matches a day, because The remaining opponents are unable to compete due to injuries or other reasons. This rule seems unfair, but it is very convenient under the arrangement of fighting according to strength. After all, it is unrealistic to hold six or seven thousand matches in fifty rings a day , someone with similar strength will be injured, and the original ten games will naturally become one or two.

After two hours, Ming Qi jumped off the ring to concede defeat in all the matches, until the sixth match, Ming Qi faced Ziyuan.

The two slowly climbed up to the ring, and Ming Qi recovered to more than [-]% of his strength. After all, he lost a lot of blood, and recovery was not as simple as usual.

Zi Yuan is at her peak.

Zi Yuan chuckled and said, "Ming Qi, I must beat you this time."

Ming Qi was not particularly nervous in his heart, after all opponents like Xuan Jing were defeated by him, let alone No.3.

"Bet five thousand."

Ming Qi said lightly.

Immediately, the two declared, and after a while, the referee gave the order of "start".

Ming Qi appeared behind Ziyuan in a flash, and Ming Qi had already used energy control skills from the very beginning.

Ming kicked out a fist, and cast three feet of ice on his hand, but when the punch fell, through Ziyuan's body, there was actually an afterimage.

A sense of crisis hit his back, Mingqi turned around, and touched Ziyuan's delicate hand with his fist.

The two took a few steps back, Ziyuan was obviously injured, Ziyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately took out the purple long sword from Nengjie, Ming snorted.There is still no plan to take out the demon blood.

With a flash of Zi Yuan's figure, he stabbed from Ming Qi's back, and Ming Qi used his left hand to block the ice. Not only did the purple sword not bounce off, but it strangely broke the ice on Ming Qi's arm.

Ming Qi felt a pain in his hand, and immediately pulled back and flashed back, blood flowed from his hand, Ming Qi replaced the three feet of ice on his hand with four skill stacks of silver, the wound was covered by the silver light, and Xiao Wan'er in the audience felt anxious .

Ming Qi said lightly, "I underestimated you."

Ziyuan remained silent, the purple sword in his hand was bursting with purple air, he slashed his face from the air, Ming Qi was shocked and did the same move as himself, after being shocked, Ming Qi hurriedly covered his chest with his arms, "嗤~" Ming Qi A hideous wound was cut on the arm, and the four skills stacked silver... It was broken! ! !

Ming Qi looked at his wound with a solemn expression, knowing that he was proud.

Ming Qi calmed down, unleashed his undead demon body, and the four skills stacking silver in his hands returned to normal. Ming Qi's figure flashed and appeared behind Zi Yuan. Zi Yuan was startled. Ming Qi's speed was much faster than before. Although it is not as fast as yesterday, it is already much faster than her.

Ming Qi slapped it with his left hand, and the surrounding air was torn apart, making an ear-piercing whistling sound. Zi Yuan turned around and stabbed Ming Qi's left hand with a sword. Blood, Mingqi grabbed Ziyuan's right hand firmly with his left hand.

Ziyuan's pretty face flushed, and she wanted to break free, but was Mingqi's hand so easy to break free? !

Ming Qi dragged Ziyuan to the edge of the ring, and as soon as he withdrew his left hand, he kicked Ziyuan out of the ring.

Everyone was amazed, they had only seen someone forcing their opponents into the ring, but nothing like this.

Ziyuan fell to the ground, and kept cursing, "Mingqi, I still have a unique trick, you bastard remember it."

Ming Qi ignored her at all, and stopped using the four skills stacking silver in his hand, but the wound that should have appeared on his hand disappeared. Yes enough is enough.

Slowly walked off the stage and returned to his seat, the referee said, "Boy, who the hell are you? You are so monstrous. As far as I know, you are only 11 years old. Your talent is mediocre." ?"

The referee smiled and said nothing, Ming Qi also continued to close his eyes and meditate. Now his strength is only [-]%, and he just used this method to win against Ziyuan just to save some energy.

Ming Qi didn't know whether he should participate in the remaining games, if he was hit hard again, tomorrow's game would be ruined, but he couldn't help but want to participate, after all, Ming Qi was a belligerent. . . . .