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Chapter 563 give him hope

The Fire God Son was completely angry and pulled out his long sword to kill Ning Chen.

Ning Chen raised his fingers and said, "Come on, don't wait for tomorrow. I will kill you, you bitch traitor, today. How did your mother teach you to be a bastard for a beast? Bah."

These words were scolding, and even scolded the God of Fire and a group of monsters.

But people think it's a good scolding and very satisfying.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you." The Fire God Son rose into the air, his long sword burst out with blazing sword light, and slashed towards Ning Chen.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and was about to take action. He did not hold back and tried to kill the Fire God Son with one move. He was angry when he saw the guy jumping around. Killing him might even improve the Third Fatty's status in the Fire Department.

Anyway, this kind of traitor should be killed.

"Son of Fire God."

At this moment, the Flying God Tiger flapped its wings, and a stream of light blocked the sword light of the Fire God Son, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be impulsive."

Some people from the Samurai God Sect were also busy grabbing the Fire God Son.

After all, this is Longjiang Martial Arts Academy, Daxia's territory. It doesn't matter if we compete in the ring, but if we come down, if we do anything, the other party will take advantage of us.

Ning Chen is nothing, but the masters from Longjiang Martial Arts Academy may take action.

"Calm down, you must calm down."

"Son of God, please calm down. It won't be too late to kill Ning Chen tomorrow. Just let him be arrogant for a while. Don't meet him. He will definitely die by tomorrow."

"That's right, this kid is so arrogant that even Master Feitian Shenhu might personally deal with him. He is dead. Why should you be angry with a dying person? There is no need."

After being dissuaded by a group of people, Vulcan Son also calmed down.

Mainly because he noticed that a seventh-level master from Longjiang Martial Arts Academy was staring at him with murderous intent in his eyes.

If he really fights against Ning Chen, the seventh-level guy might take action, but he can't beat him.

"Hmph." The Fire God Son snorted angrily: "Ning Chen, just wait for me. I'll see you in the ring tomorrow. I will definitely kill you."

"Oh, you coward." Ning Chen curled his lips.

It's a pity that the God of Fire actually held back.

The Flying Divine Tiger glanced at Ning Chen again and didn't say anything else. It felt that Ning Chen was a troublemaker and couldn't talk nonsense with him to avoid accidents.

Let’s wait until tomorrow. Anyway, I’m going to the Capital Martial Arts Academy tomorrow.

"Beijing Martial Arts Academy." Feitian Shenhu muttered.

This is the number one academy in Daxia, and it is also the only martial arts academy that the Demon Clan Mission has not yet challenged and defeated. As long as they defeat the Capital Martial Arts Academy, the Demon Clan Mission’s trip to Daxia will be considered a success and the mission has been successfully completed.

A group of monsters left.

People also dispersed one after another.

But before leaving, many people came to Ning Chen.

"Ning Chen, come on, you must win tomorrow."

"Ning Chen, I'll go cheer for you tomorrow and watch you kill that golden-horned rhinoceros to avenge Zhao Muyang. By the way, there's also that son of a fire god, a traitor, he must be killed. That's what I hate the most.

If you forget your ancestors several times, you will become a traitor."

"Ning Chen, come on."

People cheered for Ning Chen one after another.

Even Du Xiao, Jiang Yun, Siam Ba and others around Ning Chen also received encouragement from many people.

Now only the Beijing Martial Arts Academy is left. They are the last hope and the last face. They can only win but not lose.

After everyone left, Ning Chen stopped Duan Fei: "How about Zhao Muyang, Cheng Zikai, and Wen Ya?"

Duan Fei sighed: "They were all seriously injured, especially Cheng Zikai and Zhao Muyang, who only have one breath left. Zhao Muyang is okay, he can recover after a period of training, Cheng Zikai..."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Ning Chen said: "Let's go see them."

...

A group of people came to the school infirmary.

Like the Beijing Martial Arts Academy, the infirmary of the Longjiang Martial Arts Academy is very large, almost like a complete hospital.

In the ward, Cheng Zikai, Zhao Muyang, and Wen Ya were lying on the bed.

Wen Ya was better, Cheng Zikai and Zhao Muyang were wrapped in gauze, like two rice dumplings.

Seeing Ning Chen and others arriving, Wen Ya nodded. Cheng Zikai was missing two arms and one leg, but he looked very optimistic and said with a smile: "Ning Chen is here. I heard that you made that golden-horned rhinoceros angry.

He almost vomited blood, and the God of Fire son almost went berserk."

Wen Ya said: "It's a pity that they didn't dare to take action, otherwise..."

Ning Chen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it will be the same tomorrow. Let them live one more day and it will be an advantage for them." He looked at Zhao Muyang and gave him a thumbs up, "You are very strong."

Zhao Muyang was relatively calm and said modestly: "It's nothing, we still lost in the end. Now only your Beijing Martial Arts Academy is left, you must win."

At this time, Cheng Zikai and Wen Ya also looked at Ning Chen with bright eyes: "We must win."

Ning Chen was solemn and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry. We are a vast country with hundreds of millions of people, not just a few beasts can bully us."

After chatting with them for a few more words, Ning Chen and others left.

Duan Fei sent them to the school gate, took Ning Chen's hand and said: "Tomorrow I will go to the Capital Martial Arts Academy to cheer you up. Zhao Muyang and the others are also going, but Cheng Zikai can't go. Hey, with his talent, there is hope for the future.

It's a pity to become a high-level warrior..."

Ning Chen's heart moved and he said: "Actually, it's not impossible. I know some pills can regenerate severed limbs."

Duan Fei's eyes lit up, then dimmed: "I have also heard of this elixir. I asked the school teacher, and the elixir recipe has been lost long ago, unless it was dug out in some ancient ruins. But the probability is too small.

, even if someone digs it, the price will be sky-high."

Ning Chen said: "Cheng Zikai was injured because of me, Da Xia, so what if the price is astronomical? I will find a way to do this later. You tell Cheng Zikai, but I am just trying, and it may not work."

Duan Fei squeezed Ning Chen's hand excitedly: "That's enough, thank you very much."

In fact, Ning Chen was pretty confident. He didn't go digging for ancient ruins or spend money to buy it, but he refined it himself. He knew the lost elixir.

However, he didn't dare to say anything because he had never practiced elixir even once, and he still felt a little unsure.

Originally, Ning Chen wanted to tell Cheng Zikai after he had mastered the pill and give him one directly, but after thinking about it, he decided to tell him now - not for anything else, just to give Cheng Zikai hope.

He saw it in the ward just now.

It seems that Cheng Zikai is very optimistic and is not depressed because of his disability, but that is just an act. How can a talented warrior not feel uncomfortable when he becomes disabled?

Therefore, he wanted to give Cheng Zikai a hope so that he would not become decadent, despair, or give up on martial arts.

"Let's go." Ning Chen turned around and got into the car, and said to everyone: "Tomorrow is the battle with the demon envoy. Go back and prepare well."

"Yeah." Everyone nodded in unison.

In their hearts, this is not a "discussion", but a battle. It is a battle between Daxia and the demon clan. It is a life and death fight.

This is a battle that must not be lost!


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