Wait until the smoke and dust caused by the cracking of the cement wall dissipates.
The man, who was as majestic as a black bear standing upright, his eyes were blank at this time.
A thick arm was blocking the shoulder. It was said to be "blocking", but in fact, the fist the size of a human head had been completely deflated, blood was spurting out, smoke caused by violent friction was rising, and it was deeply embedded in the shoulder.
And it seemed that not only the arm was severely damaged, but also the entire side of the upper body where the shoulder, which was protected by the arm, was limply slumped against the wall.
Blood was spitting out from Kuroki Xuanzhai's mouth one after another.
The hairy head and face will be dyed darker.
As the person still standing on the field, Bai Tangjing raised his arm for the sonic punch with some difficulty.
"As expected, is it too much? The arm bone is broken, the arm and shoulder joints are damaged, the spine is slightly deformed, and the internal organs are also impacted. However."
Blood mixed with minced meat dripped from his fists.
The flesh and blood on the entire fist surface was completely exploded and consumed.
The exposed finger bones were also covered with cracks.
But under this wound that ordinary people can't help but tremble just by looking at it, Bai Tangjing actually brings a sense of surprise that something has been gained.
"It will definitely be useful next time."
After murmuring, he raised his other hand that was still mobile.
"Win, the winner is! Hakudo Kyung contestant!!!!"
The referee had already left the field, and it was Shen Yuan Shenxiang on the commentary desk who shouted at the top of her lungs the judge who would decide the winner of the fatal match.
As a senior fighting fan, she was already dripping with sweat (maybe it wasn't just sweat?) under her sexy leather jacket.
Before Dr. Yingchu, whose eyes were gleaming, took the wounded away, the young man walked up to where Kuroki Genzai sat slumped.
"It's really scary, Mr. Kuroki." The young man who quit the battle put on a green smile.
"The muscles harden, the flesh softens, and the body is absorbed. The unique skills that can become the secrets of various schools, and they are used so much in the moment of being hit!"
"Ahem," Kuroki Genzai opened and closed his lips because of Bai Tangjing's conversation.
But even though half of the bones in his body were almost shattered, he still had a cold and unruffled expression.
"It's a pity that I don't practice enough and have no chance to see what you hide."
The lips covered by the beard moved feebly, and the blood did not stop flowing while speaking.
"Then if we have time in the future, let's fight again."
Kuroki Xuanzhai's absent-minded eyes suddenly focused on the smiling Bai Tangjing in front of him.
"You had so much fun playing this time, and you spent too much effort in advance. You didn't even see the results of the guidance you received from the famous Guo Haihuang."
"Even I would have some regrets."
"Really? I understand." Kuroki worked hard to straighten his body in the dent made by the smash, and said seriously, "Then, I'll fight next time."
The two nodded to each other.
"Okay!" Dr. Yingchu, who was wearing a white coat, interrupted the conversation between the two, then placed two stretchers with an expectant look on his face and said while rubbing his hands.
"It's time for patient admission!"
[Anatomy Demon] smiled evilly and said, "Let me 'treat' you!"
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Although Dr. Yingchu looked like a medical madman, he still treated the injuries of the two people very quickly and miraculously.
That kind of appearance is more like his bad taste as a doctor, and he is quite reliable.
In the end, Kuroki Genzai, who was seriously injured, underwent simple preliminary treatment.
Due to the lack of medical resources on Yuanliu Island, he was arranged in advance to the medical laboratory affiliated with the University of Tokyo Hospital and Yingchu.
After all, the research material of a person who has been hit by a sonic punch and is still alive is very precious!
And Bai Tang Jing's arm looks almost useless.
At his own request, Yingchu just wrapped a layer of sterile bandage on the open wound and left it alone.
In the medical room.
"Is it really okay?" Saeko frowned, looking slightly worried at the boy who had already begun to try to move his arms.
"It will take less than three days for an injury like this to heal on its own?" the young man estimated confidently, "I have the body of a martial artist!"
I don't know of any "martial artist" whose body has this ability.
Ouma, who was lying on the bed next to him and had woken up, was looking at the ceiling with his eyes distracted. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"What's going on with your [Ghost Rider]?" Ouma felt his heartbeat getting weaker and weaker and didn't want to say anything more.
But the video of the game just now forced him to ask again.
So he could only turn around and look at the boy who defeated him.
It is different from the usual Erhu style moves.
Those scattered moves are just the use of body muscles, bones, and strength. Even if someone learned them on the spot, Ouma would only sigh.
genius.
However, [Onikichi] is something that can only be born after you have to completely cultivate the four major elements of Erhu Ryu, reach the peak, and then integrate them.
He has never even seen all the moves of Erhu Ryu, so how can he master them?
"The technique of leveraging force is very common." Saeko gently supported Bai Tang Jing's injured arm, and the young man explained in a calm tone.
"In the use of [Ghost], the function of [Fire Sky Type] is to position the center of gravity, the function of [King Kong Type] is to harden muscles, the function of [Water Sky Type] is to soften the flesh, and the function of [Flow Type] is to
Control the flow of power.”
"In these aspects, I am already better than you who use the Erhu style, so there is nothing wrong with using it, right?"
Whatever the winner says is right.
You are strong and you are justified.
What else could Ouma say?
He could only sigh and continue to stare at the ceiling absentmindedly.
Until Mr. Yamashita, that skinny little old man, rushed to the infirmary in a hurry, lay on Ouma and cried bitterly.
Only then did his eyes fluctuate a little.
That night, the fighters and the audience who had finished the competition started a banquet.
Regardless of the hostility and attacks during the game, everyone will party together all night long after the game.
Xiang Zi beside Bai Tangjing was joking with him, and Garuda also left Wu Huiliyang, who was so depressed that she was lying on the ground crying, and ran over to pester him.
According to her.
"Jing is so powerful, no matter how much grandpa objects, he has nothing to say now!"
With two beauties by his side, he attracted a lot of hatred from the hormone-ridden fighters.
At least Himuro Ryo had passed the wine glass in front of him many times with his cast-free hand.
Every time I passed by, I would look at the boy's bandaged arm and make a "tsk, tsk" sound.
But after Bai Tangjing snapped his fingers with his bandaged hand and called the waiter to serve another table, he left with a dark face.
I have no idea why. (laughs
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