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Chapter 162 Want to be my opponent, you are really unworthy

The huge energy of the nine-colored flames severely injured Li Xingchen, whose aura was depressed in an instant!

The Sky-Devouring Tribulation, unless it is a seventh-grade or above alchemist, ordinary people will have to pay a huge price to control it.

Wu Hong is only a fourth-grade intermediate level. Once he backfired, he would be lucky in bed for ten days and half a month, and even more serious it would even endanger his life!

This is his strongest and hidden trump card, and he will not be able to display it easily. However, he was under tremendous pressure today and was deeply stimulated by the repeated defeats at Li Xingchen. Jealousy made him turn the battle into a personal grudge!

Li Xingchen was isolated on the high platform, lowering his head, and his cold ink hair drifted around.

He activated his soul power to fight, but suddenly his heart aches and blood spurted out!

A severe pain came from the depths of the soul.

Wu Hong... actually hurt his soul!

In Li Xingchen's sharp and cold eyes, anger surged.

Wu Hong, who used the Sky-Devouring Death Practice, is already at the primary level of the seventh grade. He also uses the strongest way to perform the martial arts. He is not prepared enough and his own strength is at the intermediate level of the sixth grade. How can he fight?

The former vomited blood, which alarmed tens of thousands of viewers in the audience!

Seeing this, Han Li was filled with worry in Qiu's eyes. She flew onto the stage regardless of everyone's eyes.

Li Xingchen is not only a distinguished guest of Yaowang Pavilion, but also a child. She treats the latter as a child.

Han Li knew a little about medical skills and had a quick diagnosis. She said to the beautiful referee who arrived: "The soul was penetrated by flames, and the surface was very damaged. Fortunately, it was not damaged by the origin, but it still needs to stop the loss immediately. Please send it to the hospital!"

After being injured, Han Li was the first to rush up. Seeing the real nervous look on her face, Li Xingchen felt warm.

It feels so good to be cared about.

Han Yuan Lao is really a kind-hearted and kind person!

"Oh……"

A humming laugh came with contempt.

It was Wu Hong who was smirking!

"I said you are too double-standard. Why didn't anyone care about me before? If it were this kid, it would be so serious that he would be sent to the hospital? Senior Han Li, do you think this is appropriate?"

Wu Hong was dissatisfied with the questioning of the land.

If your Xushan Fengsect leader doesn’t care about you, what’s wrong with me?

Get away and don't complain in front of this veteran.

Han Li was annoyed when she saw this boy. She turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye to Jiang Quntian on the high platform on the third floor.

Soul injury is no more than skin trauma. Skin trauma can endure, but the soul is closely related to the foundation. If the foundation is damaged, it will directly affect future cultivation!

This injury cannot be delayed!

Seeing Li Xingchen being injured, Jiang Quntian felt a trembling heart. Grandma, this child is a distinguished guest from Wushuang Sect. He is a disciple of the master of the Ren Sect. He was injured in the competition. This is amazing!

But... Li Xingchen is a sixth-grade alchemist, and it can be clearly seen that he has not done his best yet. He may still have a final victory. As long as he persists for a little, there is a high chance of winning this game!

Xu Shanfeng said: "It's common to play, bumps and bumps are common. None of us was played in the bloody storm back then. Nowadays, children are so delicate. If you can't afford to play, just quit the competition!"

Jiang Quntian didn't say anything.

Is this an ordinary bump?!

When Han Li heard this, she was so angry that she said angrily: "People, please allow Li Xingchen to withdraw from the competition!"

Anyway, the first two games have reached the most unmatched first. Even if you give up this game, the champion of the Danhui Association will be from Yaowang Pavilion.

A child's body is more important than a competition!

Xu Shanfeng stared at Han Li and snorted from his nostrils, "The Danhui is the most authoritative and top-level competition in Lingzhou. How can you allow you to be so willful! If you withdraw from the competition, your previous results will be invalid!"

Good guy, but he got a chance to turn things around.

Jiang Quntian is so angry.

If the previous achievements are invalidated and Li Xingchen is gone, Wu Hong will be the first one without any dispute.

Xu Shanfeng is really an old fox who is good at taking advantage of loopholes!

Han Li angrily retorted: "Master Xu, you also said that Dan will be a top-level competition. How could the results be cancelled if you want to cancel? And the withdrawal from the competition I asked was completely reasonable! Elder Chu, what do you think?"

She cleverly asked Chu Hua, who has the highest status on the field, that the latter's opinions would be of great importance!

Chu Hua said: "What do you think, Lord Ma?"

He knew that he was just a guest, so it would be better not to interfere with Xu, the two big men in Lingzhou, and Ma Jue was the organizer of the Dan Society and the host, so he kicked the ball to the latter.

Ma Jue was named for no reason, and his face suddenly froze.

He didn't dare to make a decision casually!

The atmosphere became stalemate and awkward.

Li Xingchen endured the pain and said, "You don't need to be stalemate for me. I'm not that fragile. The game can continue!"

Han Li frowned tightly, looking worried: "This is not an ordinary minor injury, this is equivalent to the attack of a seventh-grade alchemist..."

"Old Han, thank you for your care, but I can't do anything to me if I am a little injured!"

Li Xingchen said.

Han Li had no choice but to return to the audience.

"It seems that you are not a coward, you are enough to be my opponent!"

Wu Hong laughed loudly, his face was full of fighting spirit. He raised his hand, and the black fog surged on the stage, and then rotated wildly, forming a huge palm covering the sky and the sun!

Li Xingchen sneered and slowly stretched his palm into the air: "I want to be my opponent? You really don't deserve it!"
Chapter completed!
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