Meng Hao groaned, with a fierce look deep in his eyes.

"Come, let me help you stop the bleeding."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Hao stretched out his palm, and flames the size of peas danced on his fingertips, like beautiful elves, dancing gracefully.

"go!"

Meng Hao exhaled, and flames the size of peas suddenly floated towards Luo Dadao.

This small flame landed precisely on the wound of Luo Dadao's broken arm.

"call!"

A single spark can start a prairie fire. A flame the size of a pea fell on Luo Dadao's wound and burned directly.

The part of his broken arm turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned into a living torch.

"ah!"

Luo Dadao screamed wildly and slapped the flames on his arm with his left hand.

It doesn't help at all, the fever gets worse and worse.

He had already endured the pain of a broken arm, but now he was burned by the fire. He was rolling on the ground in pain, and the screams echoed in the sky above the entire arena.

Chen Dachui was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do at this time.
Chapter completed!