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Time passed slowly, and Zhanying's injuries recovered quickly. In less than half a day, [-]% of the injuries in her body had recovered.

If it is against the enemy, it may be able to exert [-]% of its strength, which is roughly equivalent to the general innate fifth level.

Zhanying opened his eyes, and exhaled slowly, the jade plate that represented his number plate responded, and the next match in the No. [-] ring was his match.

Coincidentally, one of the people in the No. [-] ring was none other than Huang Xinghua, and his opponent was a fourth-level innate martial artist from the Nine Cauldrons Sect.

The man held up in Huang Xinghua's hands for less than a minute before being eliminated. He did not put up too much resistance, presumably in order to preserve his strength for the next battle.

Although some people don't care about names other than the top ten in the Qianlong list, for most people, even if they can't make it to the top ten in the Qianlong list, they still have to strive to be close to the top ten in the Qianlong list. After all, it is an honor .

Among the young generation in the entire ancient martial arts world, being able to rank in the top [-], and then to the top [-] or [-] is something to be proud of, and it is a matter of face to say it.

Huang Xinghua defeated his opponent, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and he just met Zhanying's eyes.

Looking at Zhanying, he suddenly showed a cruel smile, and slowly raised his hand to cut his throat.

"This kid doesn't talk about memory, it seems that the bald head is not enough." Tang Qiqi also noticed it, and immediately talked to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Zhanying didn't have the time to think about it anymore. Just after Huang Xinghua's figure disappeared, he had already appeared on the ring. His opponent was a monk from the Bodhisattva Temple.

"The Bodhisattva Temple is revived, please enlighten me."

The monk looked at Zhanying, bowed his head and chanted a Buddha's name, then spoke slowly.

Zhanying nodded lightly and said, "Poxiao Xuanwu, please."

The monk in front of him is not weak. If Zhanying is in his prime, there is really no need to take him seriously.

It's a pity that he can play at most [-]% of his strength now, and in this state, he can't defeat his opponent in a short period of time. Once the time is too long, it may cause injuries in his body.

"Xuan Wu benefactor, according to the morals of the world, I shouldn't take advantage of others, but I don't want to admit defeat, I can only apologize." Chongqing didn't rush to act, but looked at Zhanying, and said slowly, There was a trace of apology in his expression.

"Despicable and shameless bald ass."

Xuan San snorted coldly in the audience, and looked at the monk, full of unkindness.

The people next to him smiled and shook their heads. They naturally understood what the monk was thinking.

After all, he had pointed out that Zhanying was injured, and he was taking advantage of it. Even if he won, it would not have any impact on Zhanying's reputation.

You must know that countless people are waiting for Zhanying to take the stage at this time, stepping on him to take the position, after all, no one else cares whether you are injured or not.

After all, Zhanying is now the person who is paying attention to the entire ancient martial arts world, and he is also a top ten seeded player on the Qianlong list. The battle has always attracted much attention. Once he is defeated, even if he cannot become famous, it is enough to leave some in others impression.

I can even brag about it in the future, thinking that at the Qianlong meeting, Xuan Wu was defeated by me...

And Zhanying's battle has indeed received great attention. Countless people's eyes are gathered on the fourth ring, wanting to see how much strength Zhanying, who is seriously injured now, can still have.

Among them, there are many people who waited for Zhanying to fail and watched his jokes, such as Qin Poxian, and Mu Lin from the Hall of Storms...

Besides, most people think that Zhanying is stupid.

After all, this is the only battle today, so what if you admit defeat, it's just one point less, and it won't have much impact on the top ten in the Qianlong list.

With such a serious injury, he has to be brave. Even if he wins, it will probably be a miserable victory, and the injury may be even more serious.

What's more, he may not be able to win yet. With such a serious injury, he can show some strength.

Although the Chongqing in front of him didn't have the strength to enter the top ten of the Qianlong list, he was not weak either. He was born at the fourth level, and he would not be at a disadvantage against the ordinary five-level innate.

When you were in your prime, everyone believed that you would definitely be able to defeat him. The problem with the championship is that now your strength is running out.

Zhanying didn't know what everyone in the audience was thinking, and he didn't have the heart to think about it. At this moment, his eyes were all on Chongqing in front of him.

After hearing the clear words, Zhanying shook her head, her face remained calm, and said: "Fair competition, why take advantage of others, please!"

"Okay, then I won't be polite." Chong Qing took a step forward, and there was a loud bang in an instant, and a tyrannical aura erupted from him, pressing towards Zhanying like a sea wave.

It seemed that he had the idea of ​​a quick battle, and at the moment when this breath burst out, he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Zhanying.

Of course, there is no shortage of reasons why Zhanying was seriously injured and could not use too much strength, and used his own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.

But since it's a battle, there's no way to show mercy. It doesn't matter whether you are seriously injured or not in good condition, it doesn't make any difference.

Zhanying smiled, but she didn't mean to fight hard, she understood her own injury.

If you fight hard, even if you can win, it will be a miserable victory, which is extremely uneconomical.

What's more, although he was injured, his speed was affected to some extent due to his injury, but as the strongest skill and footwork in the ancient martial arts world, it is no problem to deal with such a small scene.

So what he has to do is to use his speed to find the best time to defeat his opponent.

Zhanying stepped forward with one step, her figure turned slightly, and narrowly dodged Chongqing's attack, but she didn't strike back.

Chong Qing's attack was in vain, he was startled for a moment, and then his whole body tensed up to welcome the coming thunder strike.

After all, when experts compete, winning or losing is only a matter of time. He admitted that he underestimated Zhanying because of Zhanying's injury, but he didn't expect his speed to be so fast.

Of course, he can't be blamed for this. In the battles these days, the opponents Zhanying faced were basically vulnerable, and he couldn't force any of his strength.

As for whether Zhanying participated in the Qianlong meeting last time, everyone is very unfamiliar with him, and they don't know about his moves.

In this case, there will inevitably be loopholes, but fortunately Zhanying was seriously injured.

Speaking of this, he had to thank Gong Ming from the Hall of Stormy Winds, he was such a good man, he sacrificed himself to help everyone.

However, he seemed to be thinking too much. Faced with such a good opportunity, Zhanying didn't even fight back, which surprised Chongqing.

Could it be that Zhanying's injury in front of him was more serious than he thought, to the point where he was basically unable to use his strength, and a thought flashed in Chongqing's mind, but he felt that it was impossible.

After all, if that kind of situation is really going to happen, Zhanying would have given up a long time ago, and would not choose to continue fighting.

If he can't use his strength, Zhanying has no chance of winning. How could he choose to continue to compete with himself, then he should just admit defeat.

Thinking of this, a guess arose in my mind, could it be that this kid can use his strength, but can't do it with only one blow?
As soon as this idea came up, it had already taken root in Chongqing's mind, that is to say, as long as I forced him to use that move, wouldn't it be that I would win for sure.

Seeing Zhanying who had retreated a few steps and had no desire to attack at all, Chongqing couldn't help but smile, with a gleam of confidence in his expression.

Although he felt that his guess was close to ten, he was still not at ease, and felt that he should give it a try, and don't stumble, otherwise it would be embarrassing, and he would not even be able to beat a seriously injured person.

Chongqing raised his head, his eyes flickered, and turned into a black shadow again, rushing towards Zhanying.

He put all his energy out and blocked all of Zhanying's escape routes, as if he had made up his mind to take Zhanying down in one fell swoop.

Zhanying looked at this scene, his face was still calm, and he saw the streams of energy rolling towards him like blades, without leaving any gaps, and without panic.

Almost at the same time, the Jinqi attack and Chongqing all landed in front of Zhanying, with a fierce aura, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.

Zhanying moved, one step stepped on the ground, without the slightest sound, but his whole body took a step forward in an instant.

Instead of retreating, he walked towards Chongqing, as if he was going to take it hard.

Chong Qing, who watched this scene, couldn't help but frown. Could it be that he guessed wrong? Although this guy was seriously injured, the injury was not as serious as they thought?
Otherwise, he should choose to retreat at this time, why would he choose to resist.

It's just that he doesn't have time to think about it, anyway, he won't suffer if he resists, and he has collided with Zhanying in an instant.

Silently, without a single sound, Zhanying's figure dissipated as soon as he hit it, like a cloud of smoke.

In fact, that is indeed a false body, because the speed is too fast, the phantom left behind.

At this time, Zhanying had already appeared behind Chongqing, and slowly stretched out his palm, slapping him on the back of the heart.

The speed didn't seem fast, even Chongqing had already figured out how to deal with it, but before he could turn around, that palm had already slowly imprinted on his back.

"Oh!"

Chong Qing only felt a huge force rushing into his body in an instant, and before he could make any resistance, he fell straight forward, hit the ground hard, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Zhanying's figure swayed slightly, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his complexion was pale, as if he might fall down at any time.

But soon he stabilized his figure, exhaled slowly, and regained his stability again.

"you lose."

Zhanying lowered her head, looked at Chongqing who was lying on the ground, struggling to stand up, and smiled faintly.

"I lost." Chongqing smiled wryly, looked up at Zhanying, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his expression.

In fact, the reason why he lost so quickly was entirely because he did it himself. To defeat Zhanying, he always thought about attacking, and he underestimated Zhanying.

That's why Zhanying found an opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

If he had changed his way back then, and played steadily, he believed that if he dragged on, he would definitely win, but it is too late to know now.