The Dragon from Hell

——Bang!

With a loud bang, the body of the young player suddenly flew out from the spot.

Not to mention him, even the people watching nearby did not react.

Because they had just heard the communication between his captain and the referee, saying that the young player's physical fitness had reached the limit, and the previous combat power had been injured.

The last martial arts league warrior to appear was from the martial arts league, and it was obvious that he was quite strong.

The captain of the team leader believed that the young player's strength had been fully demonstrated, and he was not aiming for the championship, so it was most important to stop the loss in time.

After all, it was not unheard of to destroy a good seedling in such a competition.

And the young player had already agreed and was negotiating with the referee, and did not notice the other player at all.

But after the player came on stage, he suddenly attacked while they were still negotiating, and it was a fatal move.

With one kick, the young player flew out of the ring, and spit out a mouthful of blood when he fell to the ground.

His companions and the captain shouted his name and rushed over. They saw that the young player had fainted and had three broken ribs.

It seemed that he could not participate in the next game. It seemed that his injuries were very serious. Whether he could stand up was another matter.

"Quick, send him to the hospital!"

There were doctors on call at this conference, but after all, it was in the mountains and the medical conditions were average.

Qin Feng said nothing. He turned his head and glanced at An Jiuxiao, who immediately understood: "I'll be back soon."

He was still more worried about Qin Feng.

Qin Feng turned his head to look at Chu Huaijiang, frowned and asked: "Mr. Chu, it seems that this is deliberately targeting the Martial God Temple."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that when the last player came up, he definitely did it on purpose, and he used all his strength to aim at the opponent's vitals.

It seemed that if the young player hadn't reacted and blocked it at the last moment, I'm afraid he wouldn't need to be rescued now.

The smile on Chu Huaijiang's face had disappeared without a trace, and his face was cold.

He looked at Meng Changfeng not far away, who was talking to Wu Mian next to him.

After noticing Chu Huaijiang's gaze, he stood up and walked towards this side.

"Mr. Chu, I'm really sorry, it was indeed an accident just now."

"It's just that the venue was too noisy, I really didn't hear it clearly."

"Mr. Chu won't blame me, right?"

Now looking at the venue, the player who suddenly attacked was taken away by the Wumeng people, and it was announced that he would be severely punished, and he voluntarily gave up the next game.

But before he left, his expression when he looked at the audience was full of provocation, and he even smiled at Mr. Chu.

Only a fool would believe that he didn't mean it.

But Meng Changfeng came to apologize in person, insisting that it was definitely not intentional at the time, and immediately announced that he would withdraw from the competition and apologize, so what?

Meng Changfeng also knew that in front of so many people, Elder Chu would not do anything, and he smiled without any apology on his face: "Elder Chu, if you feel it's hard, I will let the disciple just now come out and kneel down to apologize to you personally."

"After all, my people just said that the disciple of the Martial God Temple was seriously injured."

"If I'm not mistaken, the young man just now can be regarded as a good seedling. Although he is only in his early twenties, he is already in the early stage of the Profound Realm. I guess you have already intended to send him to the training camp for training based on his performance just now?"

He showed a look of regret and clapped his hands: "Oh, what should I do now? My useless disciple just now was too heavy-handed. Out of respect for the Martial God Temple, he accidentally hit the boy's dantian directly..."

"Now, the child is probably useless, right?"

He looked as if he had a face full of regret, but no matter who heard it, they would think that he was a naked provocation.

Especially the smile on his face, which was totally inconsistent with what he said.

Chu Huaijiang had a bad temper, but at this moment he was particularly calm. He turned his head and looked at Meng Changfeng with a cold face: "In the other two competition venues just now, as long as they were disciples of my Martial God Temple, they would be seriously injured if they lost, right?"

There was more than one venue holding the competition. Two arenas were started at the same time, and the battle there was also very fierce.

In the venue, more than a dozen large screens were broadcasting live at the same time, and it was overwhelming.

But while paying attention to the battle in front of him, Mr. Chu could remember the battle situation in other small venues clearly.

He didn't say anything. Qin Feng smiled and pointed to six of the screens: "In these venues, there are disciples of the Martial God Temple competing."

"The disciples in three of the venues are very talented, even silkNo weaker than the little brother just now."

"But the strange thing is that in each arena, there is a member of the Martial Alliance who stays until the end and goes on stage, and his strength is definitely higher than that of the Martial God Temple disciple."

"And before this Martial Alliance disciple goes on stage, a disciple who is good at agility will go on stage first to consume the opponent's physical strength."

"When the opponent is exhausted, the Martial Alliance disciple will go on stage and knock him down with one blow, and the blow must be serious."

"It's like... deliberately going to cripple the opponent. "

Although it is a competition, most people stop when they reach a certain point.

Even if two equally matched players fight to the death, there are not many who will kill the other party when the other party is obviously ready to admit defeat.

Even if it seems that the secular warriors and the warriors of the Martial Alliance have deep hatred, they will not be so cruel.

One or two people have their own opinions, but if they all do this, it is obvious that they have been instructed by others.

Meng Changfeng wants to destroy all the good seedlings brought by the Martial God Temple.

Although he was exposed by Qin Feng, Meng Changfeng was not panicked at all.

Or from the beginning, he never thought of hiding it, and was just deliberately provoking Chu Huaijiang.

Now that he was exposed by Qin Feng, he was not panicked, but smiled calmly: "Yes, they are all good seedlings of Mr. Chu. It would be a pity if they were destroyed by others."

"Why don't we do it here, and I will help Mr. Chu test them? "

Chu Huaijiang looked at Meng Changfeng coldly, without much anger: "Really? Then I should thank President Meng?"

Meng Changfeng smiled slightly: "Mr. Chu is too polite. This little thing is not worth mentioning. Compared with the promotion of me by Mr. Chu, what I am doing now is insignificant."

It seems that he still hates what happened in the past.

If Chu Huaijiang had not valued Qin Guanshan so much, perhaps his current accomplishments would not only be that of a manor owner and president.

Chu Huaijiang's eyes were cold, and just as he was about to speak, Qin Feng on the side smiled: "President Meng is so polite, why don't I represent Mr. Chu to reciprocate?"