Mystic God-Level Emperor System

Chapter 687 Ice of Suffering Illness

Wu Shaokang slowly got up from the ground, and walked towards Wu Shuai with a grin on his face:

"In the battle of life and death, as long as you can kill your opponent, there is no means, it cannot be used!"

For a while, the audience who bet on Wu Shuai cursed one after another.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

And those martial artists who bet on Wu Shaokang, as if another village was brightening up, they were ecstatic in their hearts, and they all opened their mouths to support Wu Shaokang!

"Alliance?"

The Lord of the Wu Kingdom didn't even have time to be happy, but when he saw his grandson being made into such a state, his face suddenly showed anxiety.

Li Motian looked gloomy, and looked towards Wu Zhi, who happened to be looking at him too, with a slight smile on his face, and nodded slightly.

"As I said, the battle is not over yet."

Wu Zhi seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to the people around him.

Quite a few Zhigemeng Yuandan's expressions changed slightly, and their hearts were secretly vigilant.

"City Lord! The Zhige League is going to launch a sneak attack, please make a decision!"

Li Motian immediately stood up and cupped his hands towards the high platform.

From the eyes of everyone, Ye Cangyun and others on the high platform seemed to be communicating in low voices. After a few breaths, Ye Cangyun said directly:

"The competition is going on normally, and Wu Shaokang has not broken the rules."

Li Motian's expression suddenly turned pale.

The opponent's crossbow arrow was clearly smeared with poison, otherwise Wu Shuai would not have suddenly lost his combat power.

If the competition goes on normally, Wu Shuai will undoubtedly lose!

After Wu Shaokang heard Ye Cangyun's words, the smile in his eyes became even bigger. He approached Wu Shuai and said to Wu Shuai:

"You should have pursued the victory just now, but you chose to turn your back on your enemy.

Are you too proud, or have you experienced too few life and death battles? "

Wu Shuai looked at him with a pale face, feeling extremely cold all over his body.

like……

His tinder was attacked by some kind of poison, and the opponent's poison was aimed at the tinder, not his body!

"Admit defeat, or Wu Shuai will die."

Su Han said lightly.

Li Motian's expression changed, and the Lord of the Wu Kingdom looked at him quickly, with hope in his eyes.

"This battle of the Motian League, admit defeat."

Li Motian opened his mouth slowly.

Wu Shaokang's expression changed slightly, and then he curled his lips in pity, since the other party had admitted defeat, he couldn't make another move.

Otherwise, it is breaking the rules.

"Physical martial arts, the first fight will be won!"

Qiao Yuan broke through the air and announced in a deep voice.

The warriors who bet on the outside are happy and sad.

Those who bet on Wu Shuai cursed one after another, but they didn't dare to curse at this rule.

After all, Ye Cangyun had already opened his mouth to make a decision, and Wu Shaokang's actions did not break the rules.

So the object of their insults became Wu Shuai.

"This young man is really too arrogant! If he just continued to attack Wu Shaokang, how could he lose this competition!"

"There is no hair on the mouth, and you can't do things well! In the end, it's still too inexperienced. Mo Tianmeng shouldn't let this kind of person play!"

"I think the rumors are true this time. The Motian League is really going to be disbanded, or even annexed!"

"Let's bet on others in the future, Mo Tianmeng don't think about it anymore!"

The scolding made Wu Shuai's eyes go dark, and he fainted from shame and anger.

"Brother Li, please be polite."

Yun Zhige waved to Li Motian with a smile.

Li Motian snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Immediately someone came in and brought Wu Shuai down, and Li Motian personally checked the toxicity in his body.

"Damn it, old ghost Wu Zhi, what kind of poison did your grandson smear on the crossbow?"

Li Motian's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted towards Zhigemeng.

The noise in the martial arts arena suddenly became quieter.

"Ice of Suffering Illness."

Wu Zhi smiled and said: "The ice on the crossbow arrows is smeared with the ice of sinking disease, a poison specially designed to freeze fire.

In order to buy it, I spent a lot of favors and spirit coins, but right now, everything is worth it.

If you, the Motian League, are fully prepared, this will not be the case. "

The Ice of Suffering Illness?

When everyone heard this, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

This is extremely famous, especially for the highly poisonous tinder!

For those who are poisoned by this, the kindling will be completely frozen as if entering the cold winter!

If there is no fire doctor who knows this way, within three days, the ice of the sinking illness will dissipate by itself, but the fire will also dissipate along with it!

This poison will not hurt people's lives, but it can disable people's martial arts!

Without the kindling, one cannot cultivate, and one will become a useless person!

It's just that in the current situation, within three days, Li Motian had no way to find a fire doctor who could treat Shenbing Zhibing for Wu Shuai.

In other words, the demise of Wu Shuai's spark is already doomed!

"The longer you live, old ghost, the more vicious your mind is.

It's just a fight in the physical realm, so do you need this kind of poison? "

Li Motian gritted his teeth.

"The reason why a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength, President Li doesn't understand, does he?"

Wu Zhidan smiled.

Li Motian stopped talking, he glanced at the Lord of Wu, and sighed softly:

"Send him back to the inn first, and order someone to take care of him.

Even if he can't practice martial arts in the future, the ice of sinking disease will not hinder his physical body.

People can still live well. "

The face of the Lord of Wu Kingdom changed slightly.

The expressions of the warriors on the side of the Motian Union became a little strange.

Just the first fight, ruining a warrior's bright future?

The covenant competition is much more intense than they imagined!

"yes……"

The Lord of Wu Kingdom seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

"This poison is not difficult to cure."

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, then Qi Qi looked at Su Han with a look of astonishment in their eyes.

"Brother Shi?"

Li Motian looked puzzled.

"Couldn't he be... still a tinder doctor?"

Li Tianshui looked at Su Han dumbfounded.

"I want some herbs."

Su Han said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he told the names of the medicinal materials respectively.

Li Motian heard the words and immediately ordered someone to go to Cangyun City to buy them.

The medicinal materials are very common and don't cost a lot of money.

This scene fell in the eyes of the other three major alliances, and they all felt amused. In their view, Li Motian and others are dead horses and living horse doctors.

On the high platform, Ye Cangyun also noticed this scene, and asked curiously:

"The young man invited by Li Motian seems to know how to be a doctor?"

"The Immortal Burial Dynasty couldn't find more than ten people who could unravel the ice of Shen Yan.

With his young age, there's no reason why he should be a tinder doctor.

Even if it is, it can't solve the ice of sinking illness at all. "

The woman in Lingluo Valley smiled lightly.

Miaohong and the old woman in Chang Wang's mansion nodded slightly.

Ye Cangyun was noncommittal.

The next competition will continue, and the covenant competition will not stop because of who is injured.

Martial arts are divided into five contests, physical state, fetal resting state, congenital state, nirvana state, and yuandan state.

Wendou is divided into two competitions, alchemy and weapon refining.

The outcome of the covenant competition depends on who wins the most competitions!

But now, the Zhige League has already won the physical body state and the fetal breath state, these two big competitions!

Bailongmeng won the Congenital Realm Grand Competition!

The Green Feather League won the Nirvana Realm Competition! The Motian League was defeated all the way, without winning a big competition, and the morale of the army seemed to have begun to waver.

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