rebirth medicine

Chapter 120

In the afternoon, when Bian Yunlong and Guijiro stood on the competition stage, all the audience seats in the competition were fully occupied, and even the aisles were densely packed with people.

Apparently, the battle between Hou Shanyuan and Kijiro aroused the enthusiasm of these Chinese young people, and there was a term called unwillingness to admit defeat, which surfaced in their hearts and eyes.

Game start!
The onlookers kept cheering for Bian Yunlong. They knew that this Bian Yunlong had easily killed his opponents in seconds before, and now he stood on the final stage.

It can be said that if you want to defeat Kijiro, you can only fall on his head, as expected. Therefore, this game has attracted everyone's attention.

Bian Yunlong looked coldly at Guijiro opposite, the young man recovered quickly, although his face was still bruised and purple, but the swelling had subsided a lot, but on a cute and handsome face, the colorful ones still looked relatively Ugly!
Even, Guijiro's face showed a strange feeling.

"Don't use all your strength!"

Thinking of Qi Shu's words before going on stage, Bian Yunlong looked at his fist.

He hasn't done any activities for a long time, and his youthful resilience, coupled with good conditioning and maintenance, made the bloodstains on his palms seem to be too faint to be seen. Even at a rough glance, his hands, except for their strength In addition, it also looks extraordinarily strong.

Bian Yunlong didn't find it strange that Qi Shu knew her actual level. Qi Shu herself was also a martial arts expert, and with her status as a doctor, it was normal for Bian Yunlong to know Bian Yunlong's true level.

However, what does it mean not to use all your strength?

In Bian Yunlong's life creed, every time he fights, he will do his best, otherwise, he will not be able to survive the previous missions, otherwise, even those who look weak and weak will be able to inadvertently time, inflicting fatal injury on him.

However, Qi Shu would not harm him. Thinking of this, Bian Yunlong was a little hesitant, not knowing where he should not try his best.

Because although Kijiro is good at skills, he can't go through three rounds in his hands. After all, he is all about assassination. Of course, if it's just a pure exchange of ideas, Kijiro's level is naturally far from his opponent. The key The problem is that everyone who has competed with him has gone to the king of Hades.

Qi Shu really gave him a problem.

Kejiro squinted his eyes. Of course, he couldn't help but squint, because the bruise and swelling on his face kept his eyes open.

In the squinted eyes, there was a trace of resentment in the bones that is unique to the Japanese people. This is the hidden hatred caused by hundreds of years of grievances.

It is said that Bian Yunlong on the opposite side is Feiyun Middle School's trump card.

Thinking of Hou Shanyuan's difficult situation, I'm afraid that Bian Yunlong in front of him is really not a vain name, which makes him solemn, even dignified, he can't lose, Dongying won't lose.

However, Bian Yunlong's eyes were wandering, obviously out of state.

This kind of attitude made Kijiro feel that Bian Yunlong didn't seem to regard him as an opponent at all. This was a naked provocation. As the pride of Dongying people, it made him even more resentful. He must not lose.

For some reason, Kijiro even felt on Bian Yunlong's body, the kind of bone-chilling chill that only happened to his grandfather, it was the bone-chilling chill soaked in blood after his hands were stained with countless blood, In the cold, there is a trace of invisible, but clearly present, the deterrent force brought by the killing intent.

And this is what Guijiro didn't feel from Bian Yunlong before, and he didn't even think that there would be such a person among middle school students in Huaxia.

"Hey!"

With a loud shout, Kijiro used the strongest move from the beginning, hoping to preemptively strike. He touched the ground with his toes, and there was a low muffled hum from the table, and there was a slight invisible vibration, and then he made a poisonous move, directly hitting Bian Yunlong walked away.

With that menacing appearance and the slight sound of breaking the air, even those who are not very knowledgeable can know that although Kijiro was beaten in the face in the morning, obviously, he still saved his hand.

All the people in the auditorium, including those with a little knowledge, were even more nervous and silent, staring at the competition stage.

However, different from the excitement and tension of Feiyun Middle School and several other schools, the students of Qilin Middle School who were unconsciously pushed aside had a bit of displeasure on their faces, although Guijiro's level was far beyond imagination, The former seed player of Feiyun Middle School had a hard time. It can be said that this is Qilin Middle School, a rare good result, but everyone was not happy.

Of course, not everyone is unhappy, at least the teacher who led the team, and the few students who surrounded Guijiro before, looked excited. Maybe, this time, Qilin Middle School can finally overwhelm Feiyun Middle School. It can be said that there is a deep old grudge among the schools.

On the side of Feiyun Middle School Martial Arts Club, Shi Feifei was so nervous that she repeatedly pulled Qi Shu and asked, "Xiao Shu, do you think Bian Yunlong will win this time?"

Qi Shu could even hear Shi Feifei's little heart beating extraordinarily violently.

Lu Xun on the side also looked at Qi Shu nervously and expectantly, and Liang Wen also clenched his fists.

"Yes!" Qi Shu glanced at the stage.

Regardless of their skills, just judging from the active vitality of the two on stage, although Kijiro's vitality is far stronger than that of ordinary boys of the same age, it is not on the same level as Bian Yunlong's toughness .

It seems that in addition to being able to see whether a person is healthy or not, vitality can also see other things in many cases, such as the level of martial arts.

On the stage, facing Guijiro's direct attack, Bian Yunlong took advantage of the incomparable swiftness, avoided it, stirred it with his backhand, and turned to attack. Guijiro only felt the piercing pain that his arm seemed to be twisted off .

Enduring the pain, Guijiro rushed towards Bian Yunlong with his back, plunged headlong into Bian Yunlong, clung to Bian Yunlong, and fell over his shoulder.

Bian Yunlong rolled a few times, then jumped up and hit his elbow directly.

Although Guijiro quickly avoided it on one side of his body, there was still a small piece of skin in the cotton jacket, and a small piece of skin was rubbed by his elbow. You don't need to look, Guijiro also knew that there must be a large bruise on his chest.

With the arm extended by Bian Yunlong, Guijiro grasped it, pushed his knees together, only heard a click, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Guijiro felt a strange pain in his knee.

what happened?

Didn't he break Bian Yunlong's elbow?

Why does my leg hurt so much, as if it has been stabbed hard by a rough, sharp-pointed steel knife.

There was a wave of overwhelming pain, and Kijiro felt his lower body itch unbearably, and then he felt as if he couldn't move. Of course, he gritted his teeth and suppressed the pain, and he seemed to have regained a little strength Similarly, he suddenly wanted to rush to Bian Yunlong's side again.

But it was too late, taking advantage of Guijiro's momentary slow reaction, Bian Yunlong suddenly spun his body, kicked up, swept Guijiro's lower body, and then grabbed Guijiro's arm and swung it.

With a sound of "Boom!", the heavy object fell onto the sponge pad outside the stage.

For a while, the audience was extremely quiet.

"How is it possible, it's only been a few minutes?" Someone yelled in disbelief.

Immediately, more and more people looked at their watches, looked at the watch, then looked at the stage, and then looked at the watch again. The problem was that it was only 3 minutes.

On the stage, Bian Yunlong glanced at Qi Shu's direction and nodded to himself, probably not trying his best.

Qi Shu saw Bian Yunlong's looking eyes, grabbed the mineral water bottle in his hand, and took a sip. Is this considered conservative?It seems that the difference in understanding between him and Bian Yunlong cannot be completely dissolved in such a short time.

On the sponge cushion, Guijiro, who was in pain and full of big beads of sweat, slowly gritted his teeth and stood up. Although the pain was unbelievable just now, in fact, his body did not suffer any destructive blows, which made him , I can't even find a reason to cover up my failure.

How could this be?
He absolutely didn't believe it.

How could he lose so miserably, that Chinese man, is he still human?
At his age, his level, even if he is not ranked first, he must be in the forefront. How could he be easily defeated by the opponent in just a few strokes?
"Feiyun Middle School wins!" The referee closed his mouth after being stunned for a few minutes.

Boom~~~
After a while, the students who had reacted all stood up, applauded desperately, and cheered loudly for Bian Yunlong.

If it weren't for Hou Shanyuan's difficult style of play before, they probably wouldn't have realized how powerful Bian Yunlong was, but with the comparison, how could they not make everyone excited.

With the support of the leader teacher of Kirin Middle School, Kejiro left the gymnasium with a gray face.

In fact, strictly speaking, Kijiro performed well, but the opponent he encountered was too strong, but for Kijiro who has always been strong, this is absolutely unforgivable, and it is really too shameful.

Shi Feifei held Lu Xun's hand tightly, and the two raised their hands excitedly, looked at each other, and then dropped each other's hand in a weird way, with goose bumps all over their bodies.

Qi Shu also laughed, Shi Feifei and Lu Xun were really funny when they were together.

Shi Feifei patted Qi Shu on the shoulder and said vigorously, "I announce that my new idol, No.1 is Bian Yunlong."

Qi Shu moved away Shi Feifei's sweat-stained palms, and looked at the handprints on her white T-shirt, "Yes, yes, I understand, but your hands, wipe them with a towel, are black, like a cat of."

Liang Wen sat on the side, his expression full of excitement, "Shitou, I support you. Bian Yunlong is too arrogant."

Everyone in the martial arts club looked proud.

And Bian Yunlong, who stepped down from the stage, was even more applauded by the crowd.

Even Bian Yunlong's expressionless face is incomparably cool, and he doesn't care about people. It's all a show of capital arrogance and all kinds of compliments.

Sitting in the six-seater luxury car that he brought, ignoring Gui Tianlang's persuasion, Kijiro secretly raised his eyebrows and thought about it. It was really a bad start, and he still underestimated the enemy after all.

However, sometimes, it is not because one's own fist is powerful that it is useful.

I wanted the little girl to see his heroic appearance, but unexpectedly, he met a special person, but it was really interesting.

Compared with the distraught look on the field, Kejiro at this moment has a calm expression and a pensive expression, as if he and the Kejiro who lost so badly on the stage are like two people.

　I usually update around 8 o'clock, but if I go out, the update is usually completed before ten o'clock, so~~ I apologize for the erratic time
　　
　
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