"Eighty-eight, I'm sorry, there's still two left." Looking at Zhou Jiang who was lying on the ground exhausted, Zheng Guoqiang said with a tribute and felt very regretful, but his face was full of shock.

He never expected that Zhou Jiang could do eighty-eight in this state!

When he first trained with his master, he applied a special ointment after the first round. After resting for half an hour, he barely finished it. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiang had less than five minutes of rest and did eighty-eight ointments without even applying them!

Is it true that he is a young trainer who is favored by all the kings? His luck, talent, courage and perseverance are amazing. Perhaps only such people can become the head of the elf...

It’s a pity that time is not enough... This day, it’s going to change...

Looking at Zhou Jiang lying on his tumbling, Zheng Guoqiang felt thoughtful.

"Sanado~" Sanado helped Zhou Jiang up, looking out of breath, looking dry, with a look of heartache.

After being helped up by Shanado, Zhou Jiang lost his strength to say thank you, and his mouth was all used to breathe.

If he was disgusting and wanted to die before, then now his arm hurts and he wants to die directly.

Overdoing it.

He knows his current situation.

He had no doubt that if there was no treatment method in the future, his arm would be scrapped.

This is not a joke. Exercise and training also require a bottom line. Random overdrafts cannot sometimes not make the exercise part stronger, but will completely scrap that place.

Now his hands are in this crisis.

But since he dared to do this, he was not afraid of this consequence.

Because he believed that Zheng Guoqiang would not really destroy his hands.

This kind of high-intensity training will be combined with some unique potions and other things, so he is not worried about it.

And even if Zheng Guoqiang has no choice, he still has a system.

However, he didn't think that Zheng Guoqiang had no response. After all, he asked his practice method to be pursuing and then curing it. If he couldn't cure it, Zhou Jiang would definitely turn against him, even if he was an elder.

After all, let him train and then use his hands to get rid of them and not cure them. Isn’t this harmful?

Even if he can cure himself, it doesn’t mean he can do this. After all, he is a master, and as a master, he must be responsible for the physical safety of his disciples.

Fortunately, Zheng Guoqiang still has measures to deal with this.

After helping Zhou Jiang up, Shanado took off Zhou Jiang's coat until the short-sleeved T-shirt inside was exposed.

Due to severe overdraft, Zhou Jiang's arms were really as soft as soft noodles, and blue veins swelled up on them, and there were more skin on his arms turning into cyanopsis.

He looked at Zhou Jiang with distress. Shanado did not dare to stay for too long and took the medicine jar that Zheng Guoqiang gave her.

This is a black pot. After opening the seal on it, a foul stench floated out of it.

Smelling this stench, Zheng Guoqiang quickly dodged away, and the close distance, coupled with the unprepared Garnado, was miserable. Because of the effect, he almost fainted directly.

After all, the stench is considered "poison", and poison controls "goddes".

Saraido, who was so fumigated that he almost lost his combat ability, regained his sense of smell by instinct with his mind power, while Zhou Jiang was in a bad mood.

After training, his arms were all gone and he had no strength. Shanado used his mind to block it by instinct, so he did not cover Zhou Jiang, so Zhou Jiang was in trouble.

When Garnado came to his senses and put a buff that was isolated from his sense of smell, it had almost ten seconds passed.

Although it seems that ten seconds are short, for those who suffer, these ten seconds are comparable to one year!

When the stench was finally separated, Zhou Jiangsheng sighed desperately.

"Sanado~" Looking at Zhou Jiang who was indulging in love, Sanado lowered his head guiltily.

"Mama, don't care about Sarnado, and the effect of this medicine is really good. You see, am I much more energetic now?" Zhou Jiang comforted Sarnado and teased himself.

Indeed, the effect of this medicine is really great. He recovers a lot by just smelling the smell, and is no longer in the half-dead state.

Well, it was forced though.

"Okay, Salado, give me medicine. I don't know how effective this medicine is." Zhou Jiang whispered at the dark pottery jar.

Although he felt that this supporting drug should be specially used for treating this kind of injury, he had never seen it or used it, so he was still a little curious.

"Don't worry, this medicine is very effective, and it is guaranteed that it will not leave any injuries or sequelae in your hands." Zheng Guoqiang, who was touched by him at some point, pinched his nose and said in a very heavy nasal voice.

"By the way, the smell is still there, don't you think it smells smelly?"

Zheng Guoqiang asked speechlessly.

He had known that this thing would smell very bad when it was first opened, so he avoided it from afar and planned to ask Shanado to apply ointment to Zhou Jiang or wait for the smell to fade and come back after it dissipates.

But not long after seeing that Sha Naido and Zhou Jiang were dying, their expressions returned to normal. He knew how long the odor would dissipate, so he naturally found something wrong. So he wondered if he had taken the medicine wrongly or expired, so he came over to confirm. After all, this was a matter related to Zhou Jiang's arm, so he could not joke.

However, when he walked a little distance, he realized that the stench had not dissipated. It was like a stinky sock that had not been washed for a year, and the soup made from water boiled from the stinky ditch and the smell of stinky tofu made from Shi rushed into his nose, almost killing his life.

Zhou Jiang, leaning in Shanado's arms, glanced at Zheng Guoqiang and said angrily: "Of course I feel smelly. By the way, this is really a ointment? Why does it smell so smelly? Could it be that it was made of Sauce Flower's saliva?"

Zhou Jiang almost said that it was made by Shi. Looking at the brown and sticky ointment picked out by Shanado with his mind, Zhou Jiang looked disgusted.

"Hahaha, don't worry, don't look at the smell of this ointment, but the effect is first-class. The medicinal materials used here are super rare. If you weren't in a special situation, you wouldn't be qualified to use this thing. You should know that this thing is not in stock in the league. Now if you can take out a can, it's still the reason why four kings and champions protect you."

"Huh?" Zhou Jiang widened his eyes as he heard Zheng Guoqiang's words.

Garnado also looked at the medicine floating in the air with a look of surprise, wanting to see where this thing is strange.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. Saraido, please apply medicine to him. If you delay it, this kid's hand will be ruined." After saying that, Zheng Guoqiang turned around and quickly left the place.

It's really too smelly!

Even if he pinched his nose and breathed with his mouth, he could still feel the "stinky" smell.

Although he could resist if he wanted to resist, why should he accept this "punishment"?

Not shaking M.

Well, I can’t say that I’m shaking, it should be said that I’m a odor.

After Zheng Guoqiang left, Shanado also seriously applied medicine to Zhou Jiang's arm.

Although the taste is now blocked by Garnado with his mind, because the impact is too strong, the feeling is still in his mind. Looking at the brown and sticky ointment and feeling the cold touch it touches on his arms, Zhou Jiang resisted the discomfort and looked away.

He always felt that if he continued to watch, he would feel a desire to vomit in his heart.

I was so fucked by that bracelet before, but now I think about it, he still feels uncomfortable.

It simply means applying medicine to your arms, which won't take long. And as long as you don't look at it after applying it, and if you are blocked from your sense of smell, you can still forcibly forget its existence.

Well, just don't ask about the taste.

After all, if there is no such smell that makes people want to die, then the color and shape will be a little strange no matter how you look at it, and it will not reach the point where people can vomit at a glance.

"Damn it! What's the smell? It smells so smelly!"

Suddenly, Zhou Jiang heard the painful complaints of Chen Yongan and the others.

After a little rest, he was much better at this time, at least he could move.

Being supported by Shanado, Zhou Jiang looked over and found that Chen Yongan and the others were covering their noses with a constipated expression on their faces.

Not only Chen Yongan and the others, but also the elves trained by the Alliance not far away.

It was a bit distance before, and the wind was not strong, so the smell did not float to them. Now, it is almost the same as the time.

Looking at the rioting elves and Chen Yongan and others who were covered with their noses and looked uncomfortable, Zhou Jiang couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, watching others suffer is the greatest pleasure!

But soon he couldn't laugh because Chen Yongan and the others discovered the source of the odor...

Looking at Chen Yongan and the others who were glaring at him while covering their noses, Zhou Jiang smiled awkwardly and shouted weakly: "Don't blame me, I am also a victim!"

Well, he is indeed the victim.

After all, this ointment was not taken out by him, and he was almost exhausted after training. No matter how he looked at it, he was a victim!

"You guys, don't stand at the upper hand! Go somewhere else!" A passerby in the league shouted at Zhou Jiang.

Others also started to make excuses, asking Zhou Jiang to run to Xiafengkou quickly.

At this moment, Zheng Guoqiang stood up.

"Okay!" With a loud shout, Chen Yongan and the others and other team members in the league closed their mouths and looked at him.

"What's there to shout about? Isn't it just a little smell? I'll endure it. He just finished the overload exercise and needed rest. And this ointment is also necessary. You will endure it later!"

Zheng Guoqiang frowned and looked serious.

However……

"Didn't you just cover your nose and look uncomfortable... We said, it's really disgusting, I'm going to vomit breakfast..."

Chen Yongan beeped in a low voice.

Zheng Guoqiang was a little embarrassed, glared at him and cursed: "You have to endure it even if you vomit!"

Chen Yongan said "hmm" and said nothing.

The riots come quickly and go quickly.

Although the smell of this ointment is bad, if it is far away, it will not last long. It was just a little smell blown by the wind before, but it was already faint when they arrived there. The reason why they reacted so much was because they suddenly smelled this stench in the forest with fresh air, so they were very uncomfortable. Now they save a lot of money, and the smell has not floated over again. When the smell on their side fades, it disappeared.
To be continued...