Rebirth of 1985’s Best Doctor

The group of people came to the stage, and Su Jinyue looked towards the stage. At this time, there were two contestants participating in the match, namely the 17th and the 92nd. It would take a long time before she played. Her entry number is 219th.

"Sister, why don't you go and rest for a while, and I will call you when Zhan Yihan comes on the court." Su Yanyue looked at Su Jinyue and said. The numbers they got were all quite different. The first one of them to play was Zhan Yihan, his number was 132.

Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head, "I want to see everyone's strength." She has no fighting experience, and she can learn some experience by watching the game on stage.

Su Yanyue nodded his head, reached out and patted Su Jinyue on the shoulder, "Don't be too stressed, we will try our best with my brother and Yihan." After all, this is the first time for the little girl to participate in this kind of competition. There will always be some tension.

"Hmm!" Su Jinyue replied. Although she has never experienced such a game, her mood has not fluctuated at all. For her, she has experienced even death, and what else is worth worrying about.

The competition on the stage is going on in full swing, but until now, no one has been able to win ten consecutive games at once, which shows how difficult it is to enter the finals.

On the stage, among the two fighting each other, a disciple of Qingchengshan was kicked off the stage by his opponent.

Before long, a young man with a beard walked onto the stage, and he arched his hand at the white clothes and Tsing Yi on the stage, "Youquan sends a disciple Youtong, come here to learn."

The previously victorious man smiled and arched his hands, "Yanhe sent disciple Feng Tingxun for advice." He has won seven games in a row, and he can enter the final by winning three more games.

As the words fell, You Tong and Feng Ting Xun shot at the same time and attacked each other. Whoever gets the first chance in the battle is more likely to win.

You Tong's shot was very decisive, and when Feng Tingxun rushed forward, he chose to attack the opponent's life gate. His goal is to reach the finals, so in every game, he must solve the opponent as quickly as possible, so that he is more likely to win.

Feng Tingxun found that the opponent made a killer move as soon as he came up, and he felt even more intent to fight. He quickly punched, and his right foot swept toward the opponent's door at the same time.

You Tong smiled coldly, as if not seeing Feng Tingxun's offensive, his fist resolutely moved towards the opponent's gate.

Feng Ting Xun's fists hit You Tong at the same time, but You Tong's fists also hit Feng Ting Xun's life gate at the same time.

The blood instantly dyed Feng Ting Xun’s white clothes, and there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at Youtong’s fist that hit him, only to find that he was wearing a ring on his hand, but that ring was not a ring. An ordinary ring, but with a spiked weapon, and now that spike is deeply stuck in his fate.

"You..." Feng Ting Xun just said one word, and fell backward weakly.

"This Youtong is too cruel, it killed the opponent directly."

"This man is simply a lunatic."

"Have any of you heard of Youquan School?"

"there has never been."

"Neither did I." When everyone in the audience saw someone dead on the stage, they instantly boiled. It's not that no one died during the fight, but under normal circumstances, they would be merciful and would not drive the opponent to death.

"Next!" You Tong looked down the stage, with a cold smile rising from the corner of his mouth. What he wants is this kind of effect, so that his opponent can defeat him before a fight, and he will be more likely to win.

Following his words, a young woman wearing a Wuyi school uniform stepped onto the stage. She looked at You Tong with some fear, "Wuyi sent Lin Muqing to ask for advice."

You Tong glanced at Lin Muqing up and down, "As long as you admit defeat, I will spare your life because you are a woman."

Lin Muqing bit her lip, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. After a long time, her gaze gradually became firm, and she looked at Youtong, "Please!" She was a little afraid of Youtong, but since she was already on stage, she couldn't shrink back. Otherwise, once she affected her state of mind, she would no longer be able to improve her strength in the future.

You Tong raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, seeing Lin Muqing attacking him, and also attacked the opponent.

Lin Muqing had already been defeated with just two tricks. Perhaps it was because Lin Muqing was a woman, this time he didn't rush to kill.

"This Youtong's strength is very strong, it is very likely that it is already Mysterious-level strength." Su Yanyue looked at Youtong on the stage and analyzed.

Su Yanxi nodded in agreement, "It is very likely that he will enter the finals."

"This person is decisive and a terrifying opponent." Su Jinyue said. She felt a gloomy aura in the other person's body. She felt a little familiar with that gloomy aura, but she couldn't remember it for a while. She had felt the same aura wherever she was.

At this time, another young man stepped onto the stage. He reported his name and fought with Youtong, but he didn't hold on for long, so he was killed by Youtong in the same way. On stage.

Seeing Youtong once again killed his opponent, everyone in the audience became even more angry, but the organizer did not stipulate that no one could be killed in the game, and everyone could only vent their dissatisfaction with words.

You Tong didn't care about this. If the opponent concedes defeat as soon as he takes the stage, then he will save the opponent's life. If the opponent fights against him, he will ruthlessly kill the opponent.

Ten matches ended quickly, and Youtong entered the finals smoothly.

As Youtong stepped down, the game on the stage returned to its previous peaceful state.

"I'm on the court." Zhan Yihan saw that it was about to be his turn to look at Su Jinyue.

"Come on!" Su Jinyue made a cheering gesture to Zhan Yihan. She is absolutely confident of Yi Han.

"Waiting for my good news." Zhan Yihan smiled and walked towards the stage.

As one of the players failed and ended, Zhan Yihan stepped onto the stage, "Zhan Yihan come to ask for advice!" His opponent is a disciple of the Fengyan faction. The opponent is very strong and has played six games in a row , But there is no fatigue on the other side's face.

Seeing that Zhan Yihan did not wear the school uniform, he was a little surprised, "Fengyan School Xiangqing, please advise." Isn't Zhan Yihan a member of the school?

Zhan Yihan nodded faintly, and saw that the other party had already launched an attack on him, and also attacked the other party.

Xiang Qing's attack speed was very fast. He likes to make quick decisions.

However, Zhan Yihan was faster. When going on a mission, he has no extra time to spend with the enemy, so if he doesn't make a move, he must take the opponent as soon as he makes a move.