Chapter 675

After a while, the medical team of Huazhong College first did a series of emergency treatment, and then put Han Xiao on a stretcher.

“Is Han Dage’s life in danger?” Feng Yixiu grabbed a person in charge and asked.

“Don’t worry, it didn’t hurt the heart too deeply. The problem is not serious, but it takes at least a few days to recover.” The person in charge of the medical team said seriously.

“Then I can rest assured…” Feng Yixiu breathed a sigh of relief.

When Han Xiao heard that he needed to cultivate for a few days, he was struggling to sit up.

“You haven’t recovered yet, lie down!” The person in charge of the medical team immediately wanted to press Han Xiao down.

“You leave me, no one can stop me from playing!” Han Xiao waved away the doctors beside him.

Feng Yixiu looked at Han Xiao coldly, and then said coldly, “Han Dage, don’t make trouble!”

“But… we still have to win the championship!” Han Xiao gritted his teeth.

Feng Yixiu slowly walked to Han Xiao’s side, then slowly pressed it down, and said softly: “Could it be that you don’t believe me?”

Han Xiao looked at Feng Yixiu’s firm gaze, and finally nodded: “Brother, I believe you! You must defeat that kid!”

“Don’t worry! I will avenge you!” Feng Yixiu smiled and patted Han Xiao on the shoulder, then motioned to the doctors to carry Han Xiao away.

The doctors dared to step forward, carefully lifted the stretcher up again, and sent it to the ambulance.

Feng Yixiu looked at the worried Dongfang Xia Mo, and whispered, “Sister Xia Mo, you should also take care of Han Dage!”

“But it’s still playing here! I can’t go.” Dongfang Xia frowned.

“Don’t worry! There are me and Yu’er here! It doesn’t matter.” Feng Yixiu said heartily.

“Hmm, I believe you will definitely win!”

After that, Dongfang Xia followed Han Xiao into the ambulance at the end of the summer, and the ambulance quickly left the martial arts field.

“Feng Yixiu, if you still want to participate in the next game, I advise you to give up! You are not my opponent.”

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the endless darkness, like a whisper from The Underworld.

Feng Yixiu slowly turned around and saw Chu Ye not far from him through the night vision goggles.

“Sorry, I didn’t admit these two words in my dictionary!” Feng Yixiu said word by word.

“Oh? Then I will personally ask you to engrave these two words in your dictionary today! Come to the ring to compete with me if you have the ability.” Chu Ye waved at Feng Yixiu, with a disdainful expression on his face.

“Right on my mind!”

After speaking, Feng Yixiu walked towards the ring, but was held by a soft hand behind him.

“Feng Big Brother, should I consume some of his Spirit Power first?” Shen Ruyu suggested.

At this time, Chu Ye had three auxiliary war spirits’ aura plus layers, and was already in its peak state. The only flaw is that the Spirit Power cannot be recovered in a short time. It stands to reason that the less the opponent’s Spirit Power, the greater Feng Yixiu’s advantage.

Feng Yixiu slowly turned his head, touched Shen Ruyu’s hair, and said softly: “Fool, I won’t let you risk it! Trust me, I won’t lose.”

Shen Ruyu was silent for a moment, then nodded: “Okay! Then you must pay attention to safety.”



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