"It was indeed a match without any suspense. The boxing champion lost again."
"The God of War is still as powerful as ever, but I think it's about the same. Why don't you stop?"
Yuan Guang's condition was miserable. He was paralyzed on the ring, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and bloodshot eyes. However, a steady stream of fists still fell on him without stopping.
Still going on.
Gu Junlin's brows furrowed, and the groove between his brows became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't sit still.
He got up and went to find the host under the ring: "He has been beaten to the point of being unable to resist, why don't you stop?"
The host is a loyal fan of Li Sirui. At this moment, he raised his chin triumphantly and said proudly: "Who made the boxing champion not admit defeat? This is the rule of the game."
"Looking at him like this, I don't think he should be called the Boxing Champion anymore, let's just call him the Sangmen Dog!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Hearing this, Gu Junlin's expression became more and more condensed, almost turning into reality.
After the host noticed it, instead of being afraid, he became even more provocative: "It's no use even if you stare your eyes out, the rules are the rules. As long as you dare to step into the ring, you have broken the rules of the black market, and you will not only be blacklisted
, and will be hunted by us!"
"But I think you're a bit unfamiliar and you don't look like a powerful person, so I'll step aside quickly."
If it is a powerful and well-known person, the corresponding information will definitely appear in his mind.
The person next to him who had something up his sleeve laughed and said, "You don't know this, right? This is a friend of the boxing champion. It is said that his kung fu is very powerful."
The host glanced at Gu Junlin up and down and said contemptuously: "No matter how powerful he is, he still has to keep his tail between his legs in front of our God of War!"
Suddenly, a scream came from the arena.
Yuan Guang's face turned pale. It turned out that Li Sirui had directly cut off his hand tendon. He smiled and said in a sinister tone: "Aren't you a boxing champion? Then I want to see. Without the hand, you will still be able to do it in the future.
How to box!"
Yuan Guang's eyes were filled with hatred. He struggled to get up, but Li Sirui pinned him firmly to the ground with his feet.
"Get away..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice hoarse, filled with endless hatred.
Li Sirui took the handkerchief sent by the assistant and wiped his hands without caring: "I thought you could make much progress during this period, but I didn't expect that I think too highly of you. You are still as vulnerable as before.
Very good."
The host watched the game end and quickly went up to compliment him: "As expected of the God of War, he is brave and good at fighting!"
Gu Junlin came to Yuan Guang and knelt down to check his condition. Li Sirui's attack was very cruel. Two of his ribs were broken, his breath was weak, and there were no need to mention skin injuries.
When Yuan Guang saw him, tears shone in his eyes, and a breath of despair rushed towards him: "He broke my hand tendon. From now on, what difference does it make between me and a useless person? I...I am really useless!"
If he hadn't risked his life to challenge Li Sirui, he might not have ended up like this.
Seeing the cheerful and optimistic Yuan Guang turn into such a depressed state, Gu Junlin felt very uncomfortable.
He pursed his lips: "I can help you cure it."
"Really?" Yuan Guang was excited.
Li Sirui and the host next to him both heard this. Li Sirui sneered. The host reacted and couldn't stop laughing: "Why are there so many kinds of people these days? I'm not afraid of getting away with you when I say such big words.
Tongue!"
"Not even Dr. Zhou Yan can save you, let alone you! It's such a disgrace!"
Li Sirui said nothing, with a faint smile on his lips. He just felt that Gu Junlin was talking nonsense.
Gu Junlin ignored him. Now he must cure Yuan Guang quickly, otherwise he will miss this best opportunity and suffer endless consequences.
He straightened Yuan Guang upright, sat on the ground, and fed him a Qi and Blood Pill. After taking it, Yuan Guang's energy improved a lot and he no longer looked like he was dying.
Gu Junlin unbuttoned his clothes and inserted the needle into his chest. Gu Junlin held up his hand, and their palms touched each other.
Everyone felt a magical white light shining, and closed their eyes subconsciously. Both of their hands were shrouded in white light, and they could not see clearly.
The host was dumbfounded. At some point, his mouth opened: "He...he can't really heal, right?"
Li Sirui's face also became very ugly.
Ever since his reputation was publicized, who in the entire black market didn't treat him with respect? Only Yuan Guang looked down on him every time, and that look made him very unhappy.
Today, in front of everyone, he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back, enjoying the attention of everyone, and he was very satisfied. However, he did not expect that this seemingly ordinary friend of Yuan Guang actually seemed to have extraordinary medical skills.
Very high attainments.
If he was really healed, wouldn't that be like a slap in the face?
His eyes turned cold, and he wanted to take action secretly. There was a fragment between his fingers, and he tried hard.
But what people didn't expect was that the two of them seemed to be behind an invisible light shield. The fragments flew past, hit the barrier, and automatically returned to the original path.
Li Sirui snorted.
The host standing next to him heard this and came back to his senses: "God of War, what's wrong with you?"
"fine."
He hid his injured right hand with cold eyes, feeling uneasy in his heart. What is Gu Junlin's background?
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Junlin completely cured Yuan Guang.
Yuan Guang stood up and waved his fist, with a smile on his face: "I feel that my fist is getting stronger and stronger now, and it feels a bit different from before. Have I made progress again?"
He was dressed in blood and had a bruised nose and a swollen pig-headed face as he jumped up, which was really scary.
Seeing his appearance, Gu Junlin shook his head helplessly: "I just treated you. Why don't you just take it easy and want to do it a second time?"
Yuan Guang touched his nose: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no."
The audience in the audience were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Who is the boxing champion's friend and why is his medical skill so good?"
"Even the hand tendons can recover. I think he must be better than Zhou Yan."
"Such medical skills are worth making friends with!"
After hearing these words, Yuan Guang felt a little complacent about his good luck, but then, he saw Li Sirui in his peripheral vision, and his expression calmed down.
"Li Sirui, I am indeed not your opponent yet, but I will remember that you broke my hand tendon! From now on, I will regard you as the target of pursuit, surpass you, and then avenge today's revenge!"
Li Sirui glanced at him: "Don't worry, you don't have this chance."
"Whether I have this opportunity is up to you, but I want to remind you, it's best not to give me a chance, otherwise, I will punish you to death!"
