Martial Peak

Chapter 3 The man who lost 47 games in a row

High Heaven Pavilion disciple fights inwardly, and many people die every year, but Zhou Dingjun looks at this Senior who is going forward and not backing down. Brother, I couldn’t help but feel a little alarmed.

It’s easy to be here, Zhou Dingjun can’t do this at his own expense, I’m afraid he will admit defeat if he detects that he is lost.

Remaining Qingshan is not afraid of not having firewood. This is the way of life. Not hitting the south wall and not looking back is a kind of persistence!

Seeing Yang Kai’s stature in embarrassment, but the fighting intent in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Dingjun knows whether to knock him out, and today this is endless.

The thoughts got to this point, Zhou Dingjun waved a Palm Blade and slashed on the neck bone of Yang Kai who was rushing over. Yang Kai’s ferocious imposing manner suddenly escaped, his eyes lost and his body fell limply .

Seeing this scene, more than 100 feet away, a man standing on the canopy of a big tree took out a booklet, turned a page at random, and wrote: Trial Disciple Yang Kai vs. Ordinary Disciple Zhou Dingjun , Zhou Dingjun wins.

This person standing on the canopy of the tree is graceful, obviously a female, but the black veil mask makes people unable to see the truth, but the delicate and pretty eyebrows indicate that this person is not old, and The leaf armband worn on this person’s arm shows the identity of this woman: the Dark Hall Disciple of High Heaven Pavilion!

High Heaven Pavilion Dark Hall is a special institution, which belongs to the third Elder of the clan and is in charge of the administration. The discipline in the hall is responsible for recording the size of the clan, including the outcome of the duel between the disciplines.

So when you challenge in the High Heaven Pavilion, don鈥檛 worry if you won鈥檛 get the contribution points after your own victory. The Dark Hall Disciple hidden in the dark will definitely record your record and collect the president鈥檚 monthly fund.

After this Dark Hall female recorded the victory and defeat of this battle, she took out another smaller book from her waist, opened it and took a look, the book: Jihe Fourteenth Five On the seventh day of the month, Yang Kai 100th 47 battle, lost!

Excluding the newly added handwriting in this line, the densely packed record of the results of all Yang Kai battles, all of them are when and how many battles, the result is nothing more than one word: defeat!

Hundred 47 consecutive defeats without a win. This can be said to be the only record since High Heaven Pavilion to establish School. This record is enough to shock Ghost God, a record that has never been approached and will never be approached again, and the creator of this record is lying quietly on the ground at the moment, knowing his life or death.

Yang Kai has never challenged others. In these hundred and 47 games, he was challenged by others. That is to say, he was challenged every five days. This kind of life has been going on for more than two years. .

Looking at Yang Kai underneath, Xia Ning Chang showed eyebrows slightly wrinkled. She did not understand why Yang Kai persisted to such an extent. She has been relegated to the Trial Disciple of High Heaven Pavilion. It is a problem to survive and have enough food and clothing. Why does he stay in the High Heaven Pavilion? If he leaves here, his life will be much better. What kind of persistence does this thin young man have in his heart? Let him lose a hundred and forty-seven games in a row without being discouraged.

Perhaps, this is the stupidity of men? I noticed that Yang Kai was also a coincidence. Xia Ning Chang, as the Dark Hall Disciple, was assigned to monitor this area. Every time Yang Kai was challenged and every time she was stunned, she saw it in her eyes. One or two times was nothing. , The more times, Xia Ning Chang began to notice this boy who only had Body Tempering 3-layer.

She really wanted to know, with his perseverance, when she would insist on leaving the High Heaven Pavilion. This kind of aptitude and this kind of practice speed are simply not suitable for staying in this river and lake. The ordinary person鈥檚 world is his destination.

Underneath there are no more people, only Yang Kai fainted, people coming, people going, time passing by.

Xia Ning Chang flickered and disappeared above the tree canopy.

When Yang Kai woke up again, it was already Late in the morning. There was no pain in the whole body, and he staggered up. Yang Kai glanced around and found that the place where own was no longer fainted, but under the shade of a big tree in the vicinity.

This is really weird, could it be that any fellow apprentices today are kind enough to carry own? This was something that had never happened before. Yang Kai frowned and scratched his head, vaguely remembering that a dim silhouette was dangling in front of his eyes in his confusion. But this memory is too vague, I don’t want to clear it anyhow.

But between the position where the owner stands now and the comatose position, there is a very obvious dragging trace, and this trace is clearly caused by dragging a person to the ground.

I felt the back of own again, and suddenly a fiery pain came.

Yang Kai froze for a moment, and then became angry! The slight favor of the benefactor who did good deeds disappeared instantly. This person must have dragged Own from there directly, otherwise, how could Own鈥檚 back be worn out with blood.

It is better to leave own there without asking! Yang Kai thought.

While depressed, Yang Kai suddenly found that owner’s right hand seemed to be holding something. When he looked down in doubt, he saw a small porcelain bottle with fine workmanship being held in his hand.

What is this? This porcelain bottle is definitely not owned. Yang Kai has no long objects, except for his clothes and a broom for sweeping the floor. Where can this be?

There is a label on the little porcelain bottle with words on it. Yang Kai looks at it, and mutters: “Congealing Blood Clotting Cream!”

Congealing Blood Clotting Cream, Yang Kai still knows.

This is the plaster used by High Heaven Pavilion to treat trauma. Although it can’t be considered what kind of excellent medicine, it can have a significant effect on trauma. Generally, everyone in the discipline will carry a bottle with them in case of accidents. And just this kind of a bottle of plaster, the price is not cheap in the logistics office of High Heaven Pavilion.

10 points worth of Sect Contribution!

How much contribution can Yang Kai get after sweeping the floor in one month? It is the ten o’clock trifling, that is to say, the value of the bottle of plaster in hand is equivalent to Yang Kai sweeping the land for a month!

Who is it? At this moment, Yang Kai couldn’t help but feel a fierce move, and the pain behind his back was suddenly relieved. It鈥檚 been three years since I came to the High Heaven Pavilion. For three years, Yang Kai is used to seeing this sect disciple in love and ignorance, and is accustomed to seeing the world鈥檚 scorching coldness, but today, some people will leave behind after the owner is injured. Bottle of Congealing Blood Clotting Cream, this kind of practice deeply touched Yang Kai.

It turns out that this Sect’s discipline is not all cold people.

Perhaps, such a bottle of trauma plaster is nothing to that person, but for Yang Kai, it is the most needed thing right now.

There is a saying called the grace of dripping water, which is unforgettable. In the future, it will grow up and the spring will return!

Yang Kai was moved while thinking about the silhouette, but it became increasingly blurred. On the contrary, a faint scent lingers on the tip of the nose for a long time.

“This medicine turns out to be fragrant?” Yang Kai suddenly learned a lot.

He calmed down, adjusted his clothes, and cherished the bottle of Congealing Blood Clotting Cream into his arms. Yang Kai carried the broom in his hand and continued his own sweeping work.

I have swept inside and out, and have been busy until midday, when today鈥檚 work is finished. Dragging his tired and hungry body, Yang Kai returned to own’s cabin.

The injury of a fight in the morning has not been dealt with yet. Although Yang Kai is hungry, he can only endure it. Deal with the injury first.

Taking off his Tsing Yi, Yang Kai brought a basin of clean water to wash his body. If someone sees Yang Kai’s physical condition on the sidelines, it will definitely startled.

Yang Kai’s body is very weak and thin, and the ribs in the abdomen are clearly visible. It seems that there is not much meat on the whole body, but on this malnourished body, there are bruises and scars everywhere. , Almost no place is intact.

I am challenged once every five days, and every time I am defeated, I am stunned every time. The old injuries have not faded and new ones have been added. As a person, I’m afraid I can’t bear this kind of pain, but Yang Kai resisted it. Not only did he resist it, he practiced sweeping the floor every day, and was not affected by these injuries.

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