"Since they found the killer, they naturally won't leave any evidence." Jian Wu looked calmly at Song Yan on the stage, who was fighting to the death.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and at this moment, Song Yan flew out.
Then he fell heavily to the edge of the ring.
Blood kept pouring out from his mouth and nose.
Jian Qiqi, Ruan Su and others suddenly felt excited.
On the stage, life or death does not matter!
"Husband!" Jian Qiqi screamed and rushed to the ring. She raised her head and kept calling Song Yan, "Admit defeat! Admit defeat quickly!"
She would rather Song Yan admit defeat than want him to die.
But at this moment, Song Yan stood up tremblingly, then raised his fist again and rushed towards the opponent.
He would rather die than admit defeat!
"You're crazy! Come back!" Looking at Song Yan covered in blood, Jian Qiqi shouted angrily, "Come back! Think of me, think of Jingyao! Do you want to die?"
Song Yan didn't look back, "I want my life, but I want the honor of Jianmen even more!"
There were blood stains all over his body, but he didn't even bother to wipe it or take a look.
His eyes are full of fighting spirit!
Strong fighting spirit!
When the woman in black on the other side saw Song Yan standing up again, her face was full of mockery, "No matter how many times you stand up, you will die!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a strong murderous aura emanated from her body.
The sword shadow actually seemed to have a clone, and several rays of sword light separated from it, slashing Song Yan directly.
This woman's strength is even greater than Narasheng's.
Song Yan's ability is simply not enough to resist.
boom!
His body once again flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Everyone in the audience held their breath and looked at him. Can he stand up again?
Song Yan lay there, blood pouring out continuously, and he felt as if his whole body was falling apart in pain.
Jian Qiqi's cry rang in her ears, Ruan Su's encouragement sounded in her ears, the sound of Jianmen...
Several voices echoed continuously.
His cheeks were red and swollen, and his eyes were so swollen that there was almost only a slit left. He vaguely saw Jian Qiqi in the audience, looking at him with tearful eyes.
Get up...I want to get up...
I want to find the young master...I can't die...
The woman in black slowly walked up to him and pointed the long knife directly at him. The moment the long knife fell, she hit him hard with a fist.
He hit her chest so hard that she was dizzy and almost suffocated.
And Song Yan stood up again.
He has almost become a bloody man.
That punch used up all his strength. As soon as he stood up, he fell down again. The place he was standing was just at the edge of the ring. When he fell back, he fell hard to the ring.
When everyone in Jianmen saw this, they immediately rushed forward and caught his body.
The woman in black was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She jumped off the ring with a knife and tried to kill Song Yan with force, but was directly stopped by Jian Qiqi.
She looked at the woman in black, and strong hatred appeared on Luo Li's face, "After getting off the ring, he has already lost, and you still want to kill him! Let me give him a blow!"
The huge hammer instantly hit the woman in black in the face. The woman in black was caught off guard and took a few steps back, then blocked it with a horizontal blow.
"Dare to hit my husband, you don't want to live anymore!" Jian Qiqi was so angry that her eyes were red with anger.
Especially Song Yan's appearance covered in blood really stimulated her heart.
She protects her husband eagerly and just wants to avenge Song Yan.
The power of the hammer increased several times in an instant due to the increased anger around her.
It originally only weighed three hundred kilograms, but now it weighs at least a thousand kilograms when smashed.
The woman in black was out of breath after blocking a few blows.
Damn it! She relies solely on strength. The sword she cultivated relies on skills and sword skills. But at this time, Jian Qiqi didn't distinguish between this and that at all. She just smashed crazily and vented crazily.
One blow after another, such a powerful force did not give the woman in black any chance to breathe.
The woman in black was so tired that her face began to turn pale, so she had no choice but to escape by jumping into the air.
Jian Qiqi turned red with anger and turned to look at Song Yan.
Jian Wu had already fed him life-saving medicine, "Let's go. Take Song Yan back to heal and rest."
So Yuan Liang carried Song Yan on his back, and the group left in a hurry.
Qingchang was so angry that he yelled, "Why are you so stupid? Didn't you beat him to death?"
The woman in black had just returned to the Aoki Academy team. Her face turned frosty upon hearing this, "He just happened to fall into the Jianmen team. It's not like I didn't chase him. Are you blind?"
Qingchang looked fierce, "You!"
The woman in black glanced at him lightly and said, "Kill him yourself if you can."
Qingchang was choked by her and could not speak.
If it weren't for a rule that peers can only fight with peers and cannot bully the younger, he would have killed Ruan Su and Jian Qiqi this morning.
Will it be necessary to spend a lot of money to hire a killer?
He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he had nothing to say.
Jing Yi stepped forward to smooth things over, "Hei girl has tried her best. There will be another chance next time. There is no need to rush."
The woman in black snorted coldly, turned and left.
A bunch of trash, they deserve to be stepped on and slapped in the face by a small sect like Jianmen.
Rubbish!
She narrowed her eyes. Next time, she will definitely take the lives of everyone in the Sword Sect!
*
Song Yan's injuries were very serious. Fortunately, he was very strong-willed and had a strong sense of survival.
After resting all night, he finally woke up.
Slowly opening her eyes, what came into view was Jian Qiqi's little head. She was lying beside the bed, with one small hand still holding his big hand.
Song Yan's cheek hurt, her face was still swollen, and there was a dull pain in her chest.
I feel very thirsty in my throat.
He was so thirsty that he was almost smoking, but he couldn't bear to disturb Jian Qiqi, who was resting beside the bed. He didn't know if she stayed up all night with him...
He slowly sat up and felt pain all over his body as soon as he exerted force!
But he held it back and did not moan. Instead, he quietly moved out of bed and tried to get a drink of water.
As a result, Jian Qiqi woke up as soon as he got out of bed. When she saw him getting up, little Luoli was startled, "You're awake? Why are you up?"
Song Yan opened his mouth and tried to speak before he realized that his mouth was also red, swollen and painful. He immediately grinned, "Water...hiss-"
"I'll pour it for you." Jian Qiqi jumped up from the chair and poured a glass of warm water, then handed it to Song Yan.
Her mouth also hurt and it was inconvenient to drink water, but Song Yan still endured the pain and drank a large glass.
After drinking a glass of water, his throat was finally not so dry.
"Do you feel better?" Jian Qiqi looked at him eagerly with her big eyes, "Take another pill."
As she said that, she took a healing potion that Jianwu gave her, "We don't have a competition today. Tomorrow is a competition within 30 people. The top ten will be determined, and the top ten will compete in rankings."
After Song Yan swallowed the pill, he grinned and asked her, "You mean, we are all in the top thirty?"
Jian Qiqi nodded, "Yes, you happen to be ranked 30th, and Aoki Academy is going crazy."
As soon as Song Yan heard that Aoki Academy was angry with their sword sect again, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he smiled, his red and swollen face looked very distorted, revealing a hint of humor.
And it still hurts.
Jian Qiqi wanted to laugh but didn't dare, "You'd better stop laughing, or your face will hurt. Just lie down and rest for a while, and I'll bring you some porridge."
In the restaurant, everyone was having breakfast. When they saw Jian Qiqi coming to serve breakfast to Song Yan, everyone immediately started asking questions.
"How is Junior Brother Song? Are you awake?"
"Are you feeling better?"
"Is your face still swollen?"
Jian Qiqi felt everyone's concern, and her heart felt warm. She quickly thanked everyone on Song Yan's behalf, "He is feeling better. He drank a glass of water just now. He will be recovering for another day today and he will be fine tomorrow."
"That's good." Ruan Su looked at the millet porridge on Jian Qiqi's tray. She put two more plates of side dishes and a carton of milk, "You can't just drink porridge, you will lose strength."
Jian Qiqi nodded, "Thank you, boss."
She left the restaurant with the tray, returned to the room, and helped Song Yan up to eat breakfast.
Song Yan's mouth felt uncomfortable and she could only suck millet porridge through a straw, and she could only eat vegetables in small bites.
It looks a bit miserable, but there is also a little bit of humor in the misery.
But when she thought of Song Yan being so embarrassed and tragic on stage yesterday, Jian Qiqi hated the woman in black and Aoki Academy.
Last night, she stayed with Song Yan all night, but she also kept studying silently and trying to improve herself.
She secretly swore in her heart that next time she met that trash woman, she would be beaten to pieces.
Song Yan had no idea that his daughter-in-law, who was eager to protect her husband, wanted to help him take revenge immediately.
He is trying hard to have breakfast.
This was simply the most difficult meal he had ever had.
Finally finished eating, looking at Jian Qiqi's silent little face, he grinned and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"
The little daughter-in-law has a sullen face, not to mention how cute she is.
He felt a little itchy in his heart and couldn't help but hug Jian Qiqi into his arms, reaching out and pinching her cheek.
Her injured mouth wanted to kiss her.
Jian Qiqi stared at him in shock. He was already in this situation and injured like this. How could he still think about it?!
"Your mouth doesn't hurt anymore? You can't even eat, and you still want to..."
Play kissing games?
Song Yan grinned, but it started to hurt again, "Ouch...it hurts!"
"Easy to worry!" Jian Qiqi pushed his chest, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Senior Brother Yuan Liang's voice sounded at the door, "Junior Brother Song, Junior Sister Jian, can we go in?"
Jian Qiqi quickly stood up from Song Yan's arms, straightened her hair, walked to the door and opened the door of the room. She saw a large number of fellow disciples from Jianmen standing outside the door. Everyone was very enthusiastic.
"Let's come over to visit Junior Brother Song."
Jian Qiqi said a little embarrassedly, "Come in quickly."
A group of people rushed in with a roar. Although Jian Qiqi and Song Yan arrived late, they did not feel any distance from everyone.