"Doctor, Xuemei..."

"The internal organs are injured, but it's good that the person is not dead. Take a few months to cultivate and recuperate the internal organs. Don't do anything aggressive within three months. You won't die..."

Doctors have seen this kind of situation too many times, and this time the medical team was specially mobilized from the cave.

As long as a person doesn't die and is willing to throw away pills and resources, he can usually recover.

Of course, even if a broken palm like Sun Mingyu's is reattached, it will have some impact later on.

But it will waste at least two months of cultivation time.

Everyone was relieved when they heard that Zhao Xuemei could recover. The blood in Zhao Xuemei's mouth stopped and she was still conscious. She said with difficulty: "I...I'm fine..."

Fang Ping didn't say anything when he saw this. It wasn't the first time that Zhao Xuemei was competitive.

This time he knew he was outmatched, but in the end he crippled Wei Shujie with the intention of losing both sides.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping was a little curious, how was Wei Shujie?

It won't be abolished all at once, right?

If this really happens, it will be even worse for men than Sun Mingyu.

At this moment, Wei Shujie was not here either. Instead, he was in the inner room. Several people from Jingwu were also there, so Fang Ping was not in a good position to watch the excitement.

"Take good care of yourself."

Fang Ping warned him and saw that Bai Ruoxi had also arrived. He didn't stay here for long and there was still fighting ahead.

…

The warrior explodes with all his strength, enters the ring, fights between life and death, and determines the outcome very quickly.

When Fang Ping and the others came back, they happened to see Fu Changding roar and nail Long Tao's thigh to the ground with one shot!

"Anyone who dares to bully our Mowu will have you killed!"

Fu Changding didn't know Zhao Xuemei's situation yet, but he obviously didn't take it too lightly. He was furious at this moment, and with all his strength, he directly killed her!

If Long Tao hadn't stepped aside in time, it would have been his chest that was nailed to the ground.

Coincidentally, Han Xu and others from Jingwu also came back.

Seeing this scene, Han Xu looked gloomy, and everyone in Jingwu also looked ugly.

Wei Shujie was seriously injured by Zhao Xuemei. The doctor said that he should try his best to save the thing. In short, the situation was very critical. Even if he could save it this time, he would not be able to compete on stage in this round.

Now Long Tao was also seriously injured, and Fu Changding was still uttering arrogant words. How could everyone not be angry?

As the Jingwu instructor on the second floor admitted defeat, the medical team quickly carried people off the stage.

Five minutes into the battle, three people were seriously injured and fell off the stage!

Han Xu didn't wait for the referee to speak and went directly to the stage with a spear.

When Fu Changding saw him, he sneered: "Why are you using a gun? Just take out your sword."

"Fu Changding, do you think you can beat me?"

Han Xu was not in a hurry and said calmly: "You are learning to shoot because you have a psychological problem, right? I shot you so hard that you were bedridden for two months..."

Fu Changding snorted coldly: "Does it make sense to bring up the matter of Chen Sesame and Rotten Millet?

That was the beginning. Are all the people in the world who are learning to shoot guns influenced by you, Han Xu? What a joke!"

"You and Tang Songting can actually enter the exchange competition. It's beyond my expectation. I thought there were so many talented people in Mowu that you two couldn't make it." Han Xu said, and added: "But it doesn't matter. At the beginning,

You who can fight can't hold your heads up, and it's the same now!"

"Then try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spear rang out softly, and it was already shot out!

Han Xu did not accept the move, and the figure moved and left the place instantly.

Fu Changding had seen his footwork last time, and it was no longer ambiguous at this moment. The spear instantly turned from thrust to sweep, with him as the center, sweeping across all directions!

The next moment, Han Xu's figure appeared.

"I originally thought about saving some energy, but after thinking about it again, I decided to finish you off neatly and with a gun. You will remember for the rest of your life that as long as I, Han Xu, use a gun, you will never be my opponent!"

Han Xu was still thinking about talking at this moment. On the one hand, it was to lower Fu Changding's morale. On the other hand, it also showed that he was indeed very capable.

"Buzz!"

There was a burst of explosions in the air, and Han Xu's spear quickly swept out, colliding with Fu Changding's spear.

"Bang!"

Sparks splash.

The next moment, Han Xu's arms became thicker and his temples collapsed.

Liu Huarong, who had been following the competition, said in surprise: "Three times of bone tempering, no, the upper limb bones have been tempered, maybe more than 30%..."

Han Xu was also tempering the bones of his lower limbs, but at this moment, his arms suddenly became thicker, bursting out with strong energy and blood.

"I thought Han Xu was better at footwork, but now it seems that he underestimated Han Xu. His energy and blood burst out to 60 calories, which is no weaker than Fang Ping."

Chen Xueyan answered: "Fang Ping has met a strong opponent. Han Xu is faster than him and has the trump card."

"The two may not meet."

"..."

After they finished speaking, Fu Changding had already exchanged more than ten moves with Han Xu on the ring.

Han Xu didn't explode every time, but his movements were faster than Fu Changding's. After more than ten moves, Fu Changding was obviously at a disadvantage.

Fu Changding's face was flushed at this moment, and his heart was furious.

Suddenly, Fu Changding roared: "Look at my Luo family gun!"

After saying that, the spear in his hand instantly swung out, shaking the air with a wave of air.

Han Xu's face also became a little solemn.

Unprepared to take Fu Changding's move, Han Xu moved his steps and chose to avoid it.

But the next moment, everyone was a little confused.

Fu Changding swept out his spear, but he threw it away casually and let the spear fly out, regardless of whether it would hurt anyone. There were so many masters present.

The spear flew out of the stage with a "whoosh" sound. Before the strong man on the second floor could take action, the referee pinched the spear and caught it.

Fu Changding threw the spear, and the man was already running towards Han Xu.

Han Xu's attention was just attracted by the spear. He didn't wipe it away for a moment and was hit closely by Fu Changding.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two got close, Fu Changding moved his fists and kicks, and Han Xu didn't hesitate and started a close combat with him.

The two moved extremely fast, and after a few seconds, there was a "bang" and a figure flew out.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Fu Changding.

Fu Changding looked pale at the moment, with blood oozing from his mouth, but he smiled proudly.

After finishing laughing, his eyes hurriedly looked towards the second floor.

He himself will not admit defeat!

Tang Feng on the second floor looked helpless and said: "Admit defeat!"

Only then did everyone have time to look at Han Xu. Han Xu's face was also a little pale, but he looked much better than Fu Changding.

But Fu Changding's proud smile obviously had a reason.

At this moment, Han Xu's eyes were dark purple, both eyes could not be opened, and blood was dripping from his nose.

Fu Changding took a few moves from him and punched him in the face several times, almost disfiguring Han Xu.

Han Xu's energy and blood have not yet been exhausted, but his eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and he is obviously losing sight.

The first-level warrior lost his eyesight and found it difficult to distinguish his position by listening to the wind. At this moment, Han Xu obviously did not have much fighting power left.

"Nice fight!"

Seeing Fu Changding being carried down, Fang Ping gave a rare compliment.

After Han Xu was beaten like this, he might not be Yang Xiaoman's opponent next.

Fu Changding gasped and laughed hard: "What's this? Look at his face, I have to let him fight until the finals with a pig's head on his head!"

Everyone was feeling much better now because of the depression caused by Zhao Xuemei's serious injury, and they suddenly started laughing.

Yang Xiaoman was wearing gloves at the moment and hummed: "Look at me, you bastards who dare to hit women, I will make them look good!"

This statement refers to both Jingwu and Fang Ping.

Fang Ping rolled his eyes, thought for a while and reminded: "Han Xu's eyesight is damaged, you should be able to deal with it, but Fang Wenxiang is not weak. Don't be injured too seriously. You will have to fight them the day after tomorrow."

"Know!"
Chapter completed!