And Wu Yi also returned to the entrance. Then he was immediately surrounded by a group of girls. "Are you okay? Physically..." Kushida Kikyo's face was full of worry. "Are you injured anywhere? Do you want the medical staff to help check you out or something?" Ichinose Honami followed closely behind. And Karuizawa Megumi... And Sakura Airi... It seemed as if they did not intend to let Wu Yi answer one by one, or even one by one, but simply rushed forward at once. You ask your questions and she asks hers. Surrounded in the middle, Wu Yi could only silently raise his hands and pretend to throw himself. "Okay, okay, first of all, there's nothing wrong with my health, don't worry too much. Secondly, don't act like I'm the one who lost the game and is seriously injured and dying."
As soon as he finished speaking, Asahina patted his shoulder and rolled her eyes. "Pah, pah, pah, what are you talking about? Isn't this unlucky?" However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t take the photo, because this photo can cause problems. Wu Yi took a sharp breath and revealed an extremely sour expression. Because the picture Asahina took was of his shoulder which had just received a core explosion from Wakatsuki Bushi. "Let me see." Seeing him like this, without giving him any room for choice, Garuda strode forward and pulled Wu Yi to his side without saying a word, then pulled open his collar and looked inside. "really……" ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ The third one will be a little later... Ah~ so tiring. Brother Guozi once said that fighting scenes are tiring to watch, and even more tiring to write. It is best to skip them if possible or simplify them if possible. Let the readers fill in the blanks in their own imagination. I didn’t believe it then, but now I do… Fortunately, the Kengan knockout round is almost finished, and only the final is left. Anyway, you have to fill the hole you dug yourself, even if you have to kneel down. (Soul Vomiting) Volume 625: Chapter : Brother and sister are so close, the old man is heartbroken Five minutes later, in an empty lounge in the venue. Wu Yi was currently lying prostrate on the ground with only a thin yoga mat underneath him. Hundreds of extremely thin and long silver needles were inserted into his body, circling around his body and accurately hitting various acupuncture points. From a distance, he looked like a hedgehog.
Such a tragic scene is enough to make everyone who sees it change color. Being pricked by so many needles is such a horrific torture. However, Wu Yi, who was suffering such torture at this moment, not only did not show any uncomfortable reaction, but also closed his eyes slightly and folded his hands under his chin. His expression looked very relaxed... and even a little bit of enjoyment. Nourishing~ With a sound so light that it was almost inaudible, Garuda sat cross-legged on Wu Yi's back and inserted the last silver needle into the latter's shoulder with a vertical gesture similar to holding a brush. He let go after stabilizing his hand and let out a long sigh of relief. "Okay, that's all done." The girl shook her hands tiredly, then patted her body gently. "Ni~chan, how do you feel now?" "It feels... pretty good." Wu Yi's head moved as he spoke incoherently, his jaw opening and closing as he spoke, pushing his entire head up. From the tone of his voice, it sounded as if he would fall asleep in the next second. "Really? I'm relieved then. This way my shoulder should be much better by the time of the finals." "Thanks." "Huh~" Garuda leaned forward slightly, resting his hands on Wu Yi's back, shaking his head and smiling, obviously enjoying the compliment. Just like a cat being rewarded with a pat on the head. "But...is this really okay?" "Ok?" Facing the inquiring look that Garuda turned his head to cast, Karuizawa Megumi, who had watched the entire treatment process from beginning to end together with the other girls, felt a chill on her back, hugged her arms tightly and rubbed them twice, and silently turned her eyes away. "Just... I mean, wouldn't there be any problems with inserting so many needles? It looks painful..." "Ah, that won't happen. Look, it doesn't hurt at all~" Garuda demonstrated as he pulled one out from Wu Yi's body, without leaving a drop of blood. Then he inserted it back in with a snap. Wu Yi still had no reaction. "It's a medical technique from China called acupuncture." Garuda's popular science. "It's impossible to cure all diseases, but it's no problem to simply activate the blood circulation and remove the blockages. Brother just got hurt in the shoulder with the last blow in the battle. Although the bones are fine, the muscles are in big trouble. If left alone, it will definitely affect the performance of his left arm in the finals. But after acupuncture like this, it should be fine by the time of the finals." "That's it..." "By the way, where did that guy Lei An go?" Wu Yi, who had been lying there motionless, suddenly opened his eyes and asked.
"Raian?" Garuda pointed his index finger at the corner of his mouth and thought for a while, "I don't know, anyway, he must be taken care of by grandpa and Uncle Horio. After all, they dare not let him run around alone." "Then have you told the old men that we are here..." "Not yet, what's wrong?" "Nothing, that's all right." Wu Yi closed his eyes again and looked relaxed. "The main thing is that I don't want to hear him nagging in my ear before the finals. It will really affect my mentality..." squeak-- Before he could finish his words, the door of the rest room was pushed open from the outside, and someone walked in swaggeringly, laughing extremely arrogantly. "Yo~ Looks like you got beaten pretty badly by that muscle guy's last blow. You can only lie on the ground with a tube inserted into your body?" "..." His face froze and his tactics paused for a second, Wu Yi whispered the English translation of "Son of the Beach". Wu Huiliyang and others also entered the door with Wu Lei'an. However, unlike Wu Lei'an, the first generation of the Teeth of the Destroyer was not the one who was injured and lying on the ground, but his granddaughter who was sitting cross-legged on his grandson's back with a happy look on her face when he entered the door. His face suddenly darkened. "Garuda, come down quickly and come to Grandpa. It's not proper for a girl to behave like this." "Hey~ What does it matter? He's my brother, not someone else." The stern and righteous rejection from his granddaughter made the powerful demon cover his heart silently. Girls can’t stay at home when they grow up… No, that’s not how this sentence is used. On the contrary, Wu Yasha, who was following closely beside him, smiled happily when he saw his children getting along so harmoniously, and at the same time comforted his heartbroken old father. On the other side, Wu Lei'an came straight to Wu Yi, sat down cross-legged on the ground, leaned forward and lowered his head, laughing. "Wow, you look like you're seriously injured. Can you still play in the finals? The opponent is most likely that Kuroki. If you beg me nicely now, I'll play for you, how about that?" "Let you play?" Wu Yi rolled his eyes. "First tell me what you can do on the court. Do you want to see you get beaten to death by that filthy old man?" "Are you sure?" Wu Lei'an was unhappy. "if not?" Wu Yi asked back and then sighed. "That's a monster from the last era. In terms of combat experience, I guess even if the two of us were tied together, we wouldn't have half as much experience as him. To be honest, this kind of opponent with no blind spots at all is the most troublesome, especially since he saw Gui Ao. I guess he'll be on guard the whole time during the finals." "Why not just crush him to death with brute force?" Wu Lei'an's idea was as simple and crude as ever. "The problem is that he practices the strange wrist style..." Wu Yi added dimly.
"Tsk..." Although Wu Lei'an is arrogant, he is not stupid. The process of practicing the Strange Arm Style is extremely terrifying. It is equivalent to constantly breaking and growing the joints of various parts of the body, reinforcing them day after day and year after year, until finally a body comparable to a monster is formed. Even if the bones are shattered, the muscles can still be used to forcibly fix the bones to continue fighting. It is almost impossible to crush an opponent like this to death by brute force. "Speaking of that person, I really want to tell you that he is a very important figure in the world! " Wu Huiliyang walked over and said. "As far as I know, it is not that Wang Xuehan came to participate in this elimination match, but that he came to the scene to invite Johnny Wang to play!" “…Huh?” This is a very important clue. According to the information reported by Shaoxiang at that time, this knockout tournament was the first time that the current leader of the Kaigan-ryu participated in the Kengan competition. So here comes the question: such an old and powerful man who has no interest in fame and fortune actually took the initiative to ask to participate in the knockout round. What is he planning? After practicing for decades, you finally mastered the skill, and now you want to beat up the younger generation for some satisfaction? What a psycho! How could such a thing be possible... As if he had figured something out in an instant, Wu Yi tilted his head slightly, thoughtfully. "Hey, do you think there is a possibility that this person can be a beautiful and mysterious person? Volume 626: Chapter : Poor Final Round "Invited by Mietang..." Although this statement was outrageous and strange, Wu Huiliyang still seriously thought about the possibility. It turns out that it is not completely impossible. No, it should be said that it is quite possible. First of all, it is strange that a Kengan member who has no interest in power would suddenly think of signing up for the knockout tournament. What's even more strange is that the reason this Kengan member signed up was because another fighter who also had no interest in fame and fortune asked him to let him participate in the knockout tournament. No, he can't even be considered a fighter. He's just a fighter. Logically speaking, the magpie is not a magpie, but a magpie is not a magpie. However, he has been practicing the Strange Arm Style for decades. As a monster who is the ultimate embodiment of martial arts, he is so unknown that only a very small number of people know of his existence. If such a person suddenly feels in middle age that he should do something sensational in his life to prove himself, otherwise all his martial arts skills would be in vain, so he goes straight into the knockout round, beats everyone, wins the championship and sits on the president's throne. Then the probability is too small. Maybe he is not as good as the senior monk in the national temple who has chanted sutras all his life, and then suddenly heard that the author of "Water Lotus Home" has updated a new version, and then that night he broke all the precepts of his past life, which led to a higher probability of death.
If you think about it carefully, it doesn't make sense. However, if we say that the 1980s and 1990s are not the same, then the 1980s and 1990s are not the same. After all, it is not surprising that a person who has been on the throne for most of his life and is invincible without any rivals and is just looking forward to someone kicking him off would do anything. Of course, this is only one of the reasons. As for the other reason... "Mr. Mietang has really given me a big problem." Wu Yi prostrated himself on the yoga mat, nodding his head as he complained. Then he paused and hissed softly.