The sound of bones colliding together with heavy breathing echoed in the ring.
Everyone was staring closely at the two figures.
Fighting takes a greater toll on players than many people imagine.
The impact of the injury on speed, the blurred consciousness due to dehydration, and the gradually sore muscles.
These all invisibly consume the players' physical strength.
Therefore, the game under normal circumstances only lasts for more than 20 minutes.
But the two of them had been fighting for nearly an hour.
As a newcomer to a small organization, Yang Gao naturally has a strong reputation.
In addition, he did not use any destructive moves from beginning to end, and the audience rated him very highly.
But there was obviously something wrong with the other kid.
A little-known newcomer, there is not even much trace of training.
But he just managed to hold on until now.
Those with sharp eyes have already recognized him. He is the young master of the Tian family.
Therefore, it is understandable to have one or two pieces of practical Kaitan equipment on you.
But if the equipment had been used continuously for so long, it would have been contaminated long ago.
Then there is only one possibility. He is standing where he is now solely by relying on his own strength.
"A little too much."
Wang Jin turned to look at Meng Yu and murmured softly.
He also has the blessings from Tian Gou, although they are not as strong but they are similar.
Even if it can bring such a small bonus, it will not turn an ordinary person into such an unbeatable little strongman.
Then the only possibility is that Meng Yu did something.
"The blessing on him expired twenty minutes ago."
Meng Yu had already eaten all the popcorn in her hand. She held the empty bucket blankly and looked at Tian Gou with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes.
Tian Gou's inspiration was simply not enough to support him in using blessing in such a clumsy way.
Meng Yu took a deep breath and stood up, as if planning to shout something to Tian Gou.
"Save it."
Wang Jin stopped Meng Yu and sighed helplessly.
"He can no longer hear."
"call…"
Tian Gou on the ring lowered his head and exhaled the air in his lungs tremblingly.
"I want... to win..."
"I want to be stronger…"
"I want to protect Xiao Yu..."
The wounded man muttered to himself, staring at Yang Gao with his dull eyes.
He never wanted to experience the despair of watching the one he loved taken away from him again.
So, become stronger.
Defeat every enemy you see, and never take a step back even if you try your best.
From that moment on, he was ready to wake up.
"Brother...brother?"
Yang Gao waved at Tian Gou, but didn't get any response.
This man looked like he had fainted, but he was still standing there.
"Brother, just admit defeat, if you keep fighting you will really die."
Yang Gao sighed and wiped the blood on his hands.
From the beginning to the end of this game, Tian Gou was beaten almost all the time.
But he just refused to fall.
Even if the bones are broken, even if the flesh and blood are blurred.
"well."
Wang Jin shook his head.
Tian Gou's realization is very valuable and touching.
But it's not realistic, and even a bit... naive.
He can persist until now only because Yang Gao is a good person.
If the other party has even the slightest intention to kill, Tian Gou is already a corpse.
If people are like this, what about the confusing and twisted ghost stories?
"Meng Yu."
Turning his head to look at the petite figure, Wang Jin hesitated to speak.
"Um."
Meng Yu nodded, with a complicated look in his eyes that was inconsistent with his age and appearance.
She understood what Wang Jin meant, and she also knew that the only person with the qualifications and ability to make a choice now was herself.
The snow-white neck was slightly raised, and the two palms were gently closed.
A vague incantation flashed across the dark silver secret ritual, and the calm and tranquil atmosphere rippled like water waves.
The thin figure on the stage that was teetering but still refused to fall swayed slightly and fell to the ground with a plop.
Tian Gou was pulled into a dream.
As Yang Gao said, if he continues to hold on, he will really die.
Meng Yu knew this, and she had to do this even if Tian Gou would be sad later.
There was no sound from the audience, they were still waiting for the man to get up.
After a long time, there was sporadic applause.
For the persistence of this young man.
Yang Gao walked over slowly and confirmed that Tian Gou had lost consciousness.
"Brother, you are really talented."
Smiling at the young man who had his eyes closed but still slightly clenched his fists, Yang Gao lifted up his thin figure and raised his hands high.
Bathe in the cheers and applause with him.
"call…"
Meng Yu slowly opened his eyes and stepped towards the ring.
She was going to pick up that silly boy.
"If I could live longer, I would definitely be a big shot again."
A rich voice sounded, and a strong man in a sweater sat next to Wang Jin, holding a warm baby in his hand.
"yes."
Wang Jin nodded and looked at the director of the institute, who seemed to be cold all the time.
"Ahem, don't look at me."
Han Dong felt uncomfortable when Wang Jin saw him, so he waved his hand and said.
"There are many things that will cause pollution even if you just say them. Even I have to keep my mouth shut."
Han Dong turned around and looked at the situation around him, as if he was worried that something might happen.
"But don't worry, everything you do now is meaningful."
"Besides, do you want to go to the institute and sit for a while?"
"Ahem, it still doesn't work."
Wang Jin smiled and rejected the strong man's kindness.
He became more and more curious about what kind of person Wang Jue was.
"Don't worry, you and Xiao Lei have such a good relationship, I will always be on your side."
After patting Wang Jin on the shoulder, Han Dong left with a smile.
With just a moment of contact, Wang Jin felt a strange chill.
This man seems to have been using the Frost of the North subconsciously, as naturally as breathing.
"Well...we have barely received support from the research institute."
Wang Jin touched his chin and muttered softly.
He was not completely reassured simply because of Han Dong's words.
Shaking his head, Wang Jin tried to get rid of those complicated thoughts.
After realizing that this was of no use, he turned his attention to the ring.
Tian Gou was carried into the ward upstairs on a stretcher, and Meng Yu followed behind with a complicated look on his face.
The match where Li Hui beat Fatty was tomorrow. Wang Jin hesitated for a moment before choosing to get up and leave.
"It's time to have dinner."
After looking at the time, Wang Jin suddenly realized something, and then walked quickly to his bedroom.
"It's over, it's over, it's too late."
Seeing the door to his room getting closer, Wang Jin couldn't help but quicken his pace.
"As long as...as long as we can get to that place..."
The inspiration warning pulsed slightly, and Wang Jin almost started to run.
He regrets now that he didn't have dinner with Li Hui.
There is only one consequence of doing this.
In the silent corridor, Wang Jin pulled open the door of his room.
Before he could smile, he saw the fox-eared girl wearing a maid outfit.
"I was afraid of getting my clothes dirty, so I borrowed this outfit from next door."
Hu Xiaobei adjusted his apron and twirled it in front of Wang Jin.
"It's quite pretty, isn't it?"
“…”
Wang Jin did not answer.
He had no intention of admiring the girl in front of him.
Because he saw the dark thing on the table.
"Today it's soft fried dragon fruit."
Hu Xiaobei tilted his head, his eyes flashing with green light.