Interstellar Demon Legend

"Stand up...stand up..."

There were deafening sounds in his ears, but Yan Ziye heard another voice in these sounds.

"Crack, click..."

Not far away came the sound of crushing ice, and Yan Ziye's body lying on the ground suddenly stiffened, and he knew what was going on without looking back. Yan Ziye exhausted all his spiritual power and froze the **** python from the inside out. In such a short period of time, it has actually begun to recover?

The people in the auditorium who had stood up and shouted saw that the ice of the frozen **** python was beginning to break, and involuntarily inhaled a breath of air-conditioning, and the audience fell silent, occasionally only a trace of the ice was broken. The sound of "Cracking".

"The countdown begins."

After the referee's voice fell, a large light screen appeared in the center of the duel, and the countdown began.

10……9……8……

"Crack..."

7……

"Crack..."

Seeing the ice cubes shatter faster and faster, the people in the audience became more and more nervous, and the heartbeat in the chest seemed to have synchronized with the sound of the countdown. Seeing that Yan Ziye is about to counterattack, is it about to lose like this?

Yan Ziye squinted his eyes and looked at the orcs and females who stood up and shouted in unison in the front auditorium. Finally, his eyes fell on Ans, who had been sitting in front of him, did not stand up, but did not smile.

Ans stared at Yan Ziye intently and found that after looking at him, he lifted his thin lips at a distance of six meters.

Are you willing?

Willing? I've been fighting until now, and I finally saw that I was about to win, just a little bit worse.

"You are trash."

"Waste materials that don't even reach the e-level are worthy of being the young master of the Yan family? It is simply a shame to the Yan family.

"In the future, you have nothing to do with our Yan family. We will still give the interstellar currency that should be given, and we will treat it as a refugee."

"Yan Ziye, your mental strength and combat strength are not even E-level, so why are you in class D? This is where you can speak."

"There was no resistance to scolding him so much, it was too boring, this orc treated like him, it is simply embarrassing us orcs."

"I think he has done this in his life."

"I am the only heir to the Yan family, and you, Yan Ziye, even if you improve your strength, it's just a delusion."

"Are you willing?"

Face after face slid across his mind, there are memories of the original owner in the past, and memories of Yan Ziye now, those who look down on him, those who insult him. He said, to justify himself, he, Yan Ziye is not a waste. So how can he be willing, how can he stop here?

How could this be?

"2……"

"what……"

When everyone was desperate for Yan Ziye, Yan Ziye actually stood up. Yes, he stood up, raised his right hand, and shouted, "I can still fight."

"Ding……"

The number of the light screen in the center of the duel was stuck at 1. Looking at Yan Ziye who stood up and the **** python who had not been unblocked, the referee announced loudly: "In this game, Ban Yan Ziye wins."

"Ah... I won, Yan Ziye won..."

"Won, really won."

Celt and Bent hugged together, Jack and Yuri hugged, too excited, as if they were the ones who won the victory.

The people in Class D place all their hopes on Yan Ziye. It can be said that Yan Ziye now represents their Class D. So now that Yan Ziye has won, it means that Class D has won. The beast of Class D People began to cheer.

The other orcs who stood up and shouted for Yan Ziye were also infected by the emotion of victory, all with joy and happiness on their faces.

A few more sensual females seemed to wipe the corners of their eyes, looking at the straight figure on the duel arena, and seemed to think that the orc named Yan Ziye was more dazzling than other orcs at this moment.

The moment Yan Ziye heard that he had won, his whole body was so painful that he didn't feel any pain. The nerves that had been tight in his brain relaxed, his body softened and he fell down.

"Night……"

Before going into a coma, he seemed to hear Anles' voice.

At the moment Yan Ziye won, the protective shield on the duel field disappeared. Ans rushed up and helped Yan Ziye who fell on the ground, called Yan Ziye a few times, but didn't get a response. He suddenly felt The hand was wet for a while, and he raised the hand holding Yan Ziye's back and took a look, his hand was covered with bright red blood.

Yuri and the others also ran over, and after seeing Yan Ziye's **** back, they shouted anxiously: "He is injured. Quickly send him to the infirmary."

The tall Celt squatted down and said, "I will carry him on his back."

"No, I'll come." Ans directly hugged the princess Yan Ziye, and then quickly left with wind. After Yuri and others reacted, he immediately followed.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be on Yan Ziye. No one noticed that the frozen **** python had completely thawed, and it had changed back to a human form.

The human-shaped Yan Anxu clutched his injured abdomen, his feet were soft, and he knelt on the ground. He looked at the big screen of the duel arena, after Yan Ziye's name appeared on the list of winners, he muttered in disbelief. Muttered: "Impossible, impossible, the winner should be me Yan Anxu, it should be me Yan Anxu."

In the end, Yan Anxu yelled like crazy: "I should be the one who wins, why should Yan Ziye and why..."

Yan Anxu's yelling voice finally attracted the attention of others, and the people in the audience remembered the existence of Yan Anxu. Seeing him with messy black hair, tattered clothes, and savage crazy expression, many people expressed sympathy for him.

After all, Yan Anxu is only one step away from victory, but only this step is missing. Only one minute away, he is destined to become a loser.

In fact, Yan Anxu’s injury was not as serious as Yan Ziye’s. If Yan Ziye hadn’t frozen him, then he would have been the winner. Unfortunately, there is no if in the real world. If you lose, you lose. Even if everyone knows, His combat effectiveness is stronger than Yan Ziye.

Finally, the medical staff carried Yan Anxu down. After all, Yan Anxu suffered a lot of injuries and must be treated in time. And there will be games next, so you can't delay the next games just because of him.

In the infirmary.

After Ans brought Yan Ziye in, he immediately asked the infirmary staff to open the repair warehouse, put Yan Ziye on a respirator, and put Yan Ziye into the repair warehouse filled with golden repair liquid.

Generally, if you only have a minor injury, you need to drink a bottle of nutrient solution to repair the wound to quickly repair the wound, but if you are like Yan Ziye, not only suffered an external injury, but also suffered an internal injury, you must use the repair liquid. Only repair fluid can quickly repair severe wounds and internal injuries. Of course, the repair liquid can't repair the consumed mental power, and the mental power can only be restored by itself.

Yan Ziye was soaked in the repair room, and the sharp-eyed Ans found that the piranha tattoo on the back of Yan Ziye's hand seemed to be brighter. After looking thoughtfully, Ans shifted his gaze.

Yuri and the others walked in. After seeing Ans standing in front of the restoration warehouse, Yuri couldn't help but walked over and said to Ans, "Ans, the third game is yours, you Leave first, we are here to watch Yan Ziye."

"Yeah, the second game is Odyssey. The game will be over soon. You should leave first." Jack also said.

"En." Anles nodded, and after one last glance at Yan Ziye in the restoration warehouse, he said to Yuri and others: "Then I will leave first. After the game is over, I will come again. During this time, Xiaoye is pleased with you."

After speaking, Ans nodded to several people and left.

"Please take care of us? It sounds like Yan Ziye is someone of his. What is the relationship between Yan Ziye and Ans?" Banter's blue eyes flashed with curiosity.

"You don't care what the relationship is. The most important thing now is that Yan Ziye won. As long as he wins another game, he can enter the top five of the academy and represent the academy in the Planet Academy Tournament. That is a supreme honor." Yuri said in a tone of envy and sigh, thinking that Yan Ziye was the last one in Class D, who could have expected that Yan Ziye now represents Class D's glory in the college's ranking competition?

"The kid I sent just now is my student. How is he now?" Hod pushed open the door of the infirmary, walked in, and directly asked the medical staff in the volunteer room.

The medical staff looked at the data in front of the screen and said: "His wound has begun to recover slowly, and the absorption of the repair fluid is very fast. It takes less than three hours to fully recover."

Hodder let out a sigh, "That's good, or if you can't make it to the afternoon game, then I'm sorry."

When he knew that Yan Ziye was facing Yan Anxu, Huo De really didn't hold any hope. He didn't expect Yan Ziye to win the game with his injuries. Especially in the last scene, he clearly couldn't stand up, but he still stood up with a strong will. Just like Yan Chun who refused to admit defeat, the two father and son's personalities are really similar.

...

Compared to Yan Ziye's slightly heavier injury, Yan Anxu's injury was only a minor injury. He drank a bottle of medicine to restore his injury, and then lay in the repair warehouse for an hour. There was no trace of the wound on his abdomen.

There were no wounds left on the body, but the wound in my heart could not be healed. Even when I thought of losing to Yan Ziye, my heart kept dripping blood.

He actually lost to that waste, how can this be, how can it be.

The more I thought about Yan Anxu, the less reconciled he was. He couldn't participate in the Planet Academy Tournament, and Yan Ziye could not think about it. Immediately after coming out of the restoration warehouse and finding that the medical staff were not in the infirmary, Yan Anxu went straight to the ward where Yan Ziye was next door.

"Yan Anxu, what do you want to do, you stop it." Celt looked at Yan Anxu who rushed in and wanted to open the door of Yan Ziye's repair warehouse, and hurried to stop it.

Yan Anxu had prepared well, threw the vine seeds in his hand, and then immediately activated the ability that had already gathered. In the room, a dozen vines immediately entangled Celt and others, entangled them like seeds, only Jack this one. The same as the plant system ability escaped.

Yuri hurriedly shouted to Jack: "Quickly, Jack, I'm going to find a mentor soon."

"Want to run?" Yan Anxu waved his hand, and the three vines immediately wrapped Jack's arms and neck, dragging Jack back who had already stepped out of the door.

After entering the repair chamber, if the wound has not been completely repaired in the repair chamber, once the wound is soaked in the repair fluid, if it is exposed to air without complete healing, the wound will deteriorate rapidly. Even if you enter the repair chamber again, It takes a lot of time to repair the wound. Yan Anxu, who knows that Yan Ziye still has a game in the afternoon, is playing this attention. As long as Yan Ziye's wound can't heal, even if he participates in the afternoon game, he cannot win.

Seeing Yan Anxu stretched his hand to the button on the repair warehouse door, the nearest Banter shouted: "Don't..."