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Chapter 117

How many points will win

"Director Li, I'm going to Xuanwu Field for competition in the evening. It's still early!" Chu Qiantang smiled and walked up to ask, "Director Li, you look in good spirits, your injuries are better, right?"

"The injuries on his body are almost healed, but this leg is useless." He smiled and patted his unconscious leg.

"Oh, if it weren't for being injured by an immortal, it could be cured. But the bones in the legs were broken. We have tried our best to cure them!" Old Jiang sighed and walked to the side to sit down.

Li Rui raised his hand and patted Mr. Jiang, saying, "I think it's worth it to use my legs to delay time and save everyone."

Chu Qiantang next to him heard this and didn't say anything, because he didn't know what to say. If his legs were not shattered by spiritual power, it wouldn't be so difficult. If they were in the world of immortal cultivation, if they could find a spiritual medicine that could reshape their muscles and bones, his legs would not be completely cured. It's a pity...

They were in the Yunzhou Continent, and his legs gradually shrink, missing the best treatment time, and it would be useless even if they found a magic medicine that could reshape the muscles and bones.

She watched Mr. Jiang check his legs for Director Li, then changed the medicine again before leaving. Just as she was about to leave, Li Rui's laughing voice came over.

"Chu Qiantang, I am very optimistic about you. Don't forget to go to Xuanwu Academy to practice in your spare time."

Hearing this, she turned around and looked at him, responding with a smile: "Okay."

Mr. Jiang walked with Chu Qiantang, looked at the boy beside him, and asked, "You have a fight with Feng Zhan, and the people in Xuanwu Academy are all ready to wait and see. Even many mentors said they wanted to watch the game. You can figure it out yourself and think what chance of winning?"

"Actually, I don't think I have much chance of winning."

She shook her head, looking helpless: "I fuck him twice because I can only succeed when I am unprepared. This time I want to win with one move. If he hadn't been pestering him to fight seriously, I really wouldn't want to deal with his battle."

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "You, you won't be embarrassed even if you lose to Feng Zhan. His combat power can be said to be a rare opponent in Xuanwu Academy. None of the students are his opponents, let alone you are from a medical hospital."

"That's right." She nodded in agreement.

"I have something to do in the evening, so I won't go to watch the battle. Just do your best." After Mr. Jiang said, he went separate ways with him.

Chu Qiantang did not go back to the medical hospital directly, but instead found a place to take a nap. It was not until the evening that he stretched and headed towards Xuanwu Academy.

At the same time, the people in Xuanwu Academy were waiting, talking one by one: "Why haven't you come yet? You won't be able to escape, right?"

"Impossible, where can Feng Zhan let out the Zhan he made in person?"

"But you see, everyone from the medical hospital has come, and Chu Qiantang has not yet come. Could it be that he is afraid of hiding, right?"

"Isn't this possible? I heard that he knocked Feng Zhan down with one move."

"That's true, but no one has ever seen him take action! Who knows how many pounds he is? Maybe the last time happened, and I heard that Chu Qiantang originally came from a remote countryside, what martial arts can he practice?"

"But I heard that he is the son of the head of the Chu family! But somehow he didn't recognize him, but instead set up his own business in the south of the city."

"Stop talking, stop talking, he's here."
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