On the Seven Towers

When Ji Yijun woke up, he found his eyelids heavy, and his slightly opened vision was blurry and confused. There seemed to be a figure very close to him. He tried to see who it was, but he only saw a pair of women's eyes in his confusion.

The eyes staring at him must be a pair of women's eyes, with long and dense eyelashes and slightly curved eyebrows, just like, just like the figure that exploded like fire... Exploded? Flying? Lost consciousness? Suddenly, Ji Yijun's heart jumped suddenly, and his hair stood up. I... am fighting! I am fighting!

He didn't have time to think about it, just out of the instinct of a warrior, he wanted to fight back. As he thought, there seemed to be a force in his dantian that responded to his will happily. A mighty heat flow broke out. This heat flow was very different from the true qi he had practiced before. If on Earth, the true qi he practiced was like a stream, then after changing the environment here, it gradually became a stream. At this moment, this power was like the surging Yellow River, warm and surging, turning nine times in the twists and turns of the meridians. Each bend did not consume its power, but made it more condensed and unrestrained. This power seemed to come from the blue sky, rushing straight to the shore of the sea, whistling through his body, and gushing out from his fist.

Ji Yijun, who originally felt sore all over, stood up like a calf and hit the man in front of him in the chest. Ji Yijun felt vaguely that the man blocked it with his arm, but his arm broke in an instant. He only heard a scream and the man was knocked out.

At this time, Ji Yijun's mind recovered a little. Although it was still hazy, he found that the environment seemed a little wrong. He seemed to be standing on a bed, which should be in a room. There were many figures running around in panic. Everything around him gave him a sense of familiarity. Just as he was struggling to think, two shadows suddenly rushed up with a roar.

You... still brought helpers, but I'm not afraid of you. I...have magical power, and I won't be defeated by you so easily! Now is my moment, I want to show you my power.

The power in Dantian seemed to hear his thoughts, jumping and responding, like a child who had just put on new clothes and wanted to show them to everyone. Ji Yijun felt that his limbs were soaked by this power, and he had never felt so good. But his mind was still a little confused, maybe it was the sequelae of the explosion.

He first kicked a man out of the door with a whip kick, then avoided a figure like a drunken boxing, and then slapped him on the shoulder with a heavy palm. The man spun in the air and fell to the corner of the wall, shouting loudly, but he couldn't get up. He struggled twice and fell to the ground.

What is he saying? It sounds familiar, but I can't hear it clearly. Ji Yijun didn't care so much, and proudly gave the guy who couldn't get up a middle finger, and then laughed.

Halfway through laughing, he suddenly flashed to the left. A figure who attacked from behind missed and fell in front of him. The man was not discouraged. He stood up and rushed to hug Ji Yijun again. However, these actions seemed a little slow for Ji Yijun. Ji Yijun avoided it calmly, and then sent him flying.

This guy was much more durable than the previous ones. Every time he was knocked down by Ji Yijun, he would get up and continue. Ji Yijun felt that his strength was very strong, even a stone could be broken, but it was difficult to hurt this person. He couldn't help but mobilize the power in his dantian, and his shots became heavier and heavier, but the opponent was like a sticky candy, just clinging to him and refusing to retreat.

Ji Yijun's new power was just born. Although it was strong, it was not long-lasting. After fighting for a while, he felt that the power was slowly exhausted. The pain all over his body eroded his will bit by bit, and Ji Yijun's movements became slower and weaker. Suddenly, the opponent caught him and threw him to the ground. A huge fist came at him. Ji Yijun was a step slower in resisting. He felt as if his head was hit by a car. After a while, he lost consciousness.

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"Ah~" When Ji Yijun woke up again, he felt that his whole body was about to crack. The pain made him roar. He opened his eyes, and the fluorescent lights on the ceiling turned off, making him realize that he seemed to be in school. He wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but found that his hands and feet could not move. He was tied to the bed. He struggled hard for a few times, but failed to break free from the tough and strong rubber band.

He had to turn his head and look around. It turned out that this was a ward with only two beds. There was a half-closed curtain between the two beds. There was a person lying on the bed next to him, who seemed to be injured. But Ji Yijun couldn't see his face.

Ji Yijun struggled in vain for a few more times, and finally had to ask the next door: "Hey! What's going on? Who tied me here?"

"Xiaojun, are you awake?" The voice from next door turned out to be his father Ji Xun's voice. Ji Yijun was delighted and felt much safer.

His father got out of bed, lifted the curtain and walked over. Ji Yijun found that he was indeed injured, with a splint on his right upper arm. "How do you feel? Do you recognize me? Are you clear-headed?" His father asked in a string as soon as he came to him.

"When have I ever been unconscious? What's going on? Why am I tied up? How did your hand get injured?" Ji Yijun asked puzzledly.

"It was you who did it? Don't you remember anything at all?" His father looked at him with a strange expression.

"What are you talking about? What did I do? Untie it for me!" Ji Yijun said loudly.

Ji Xun hesitated: "Wait a minute, I'd better let the doctor check on your condition first." After saying that, he turned around and ran out of the door, leaving Ji Yijun alone and shouting outside: " Hey, hey, Dad? Please help me untie it first! Why are you so confused?"

Not long after, a group of people poured in outside. Ji Yijun took a look and saw that Dr. Feng Yao, her attendant Liu Yisheng, Li Jia, Ye Zi, Wu Jingrong were all there, and even Morey was following behind with a book in his hands.

But what surprised him was that Feng Yao and Ye Zi were also injured. Feng Yao, like his father, had his arm bound with a splint, while Ye Zi had a big bruise on his face and was leaning on a cane in one hand. Wu Jingrong also asked Help hold on. Everyone looked at him with strange expressions, especially Liu Yisheng, who looked at him as if he wanted to punch someone.

"I said..., what is going on? Have any robbers come to rob you? Why are all of you injured?" Ji Yijun asked without knowing what he was doing.

"It's all your bastard." Ye Zi walked to the bed with a cane, picked up the cane and stabbed Ji Yijun on the buttocks and thigh, "You sprained my leg and slapped me in the face. People who beat women are human beings. Scum, the one who slaps a woman in the face is the scum of scum. If I don’t beat your head into a tomato after I’m healed, my surname will not be Ye!”

"Hey, why are you talking nonsense when you come up here?" Ji Yijun said angrily.

But Ye Zicai ignored him and used the crutch to hit him like garlic.

Ji Yijun couldn't stand it anymore. His body's defense was vulnerable, and his facial defense collapsed even faster, "Oh, sister, don't stab me. I can't move. Oh, I really don't know what's going on. Old Dad, help me stop it! Oh, I admit my mistake, it’s all my fault, but please let me understand.”

"Okay, Ye Zi, stop making trouble. You are all injured." In the end, Dr. Feng saved Ji Yijun and asked Wu Jingrong to help Ye Zi away. She said to Liu Yisheng: "It seems that his consciousness has recovered. We can help him." He untied it."

Liu Yisheng didn't say anything when he walked to the bed, and just stared at Ji Yijun. Ji Yijun was so frightened by his eyes that he whispered, "Brother, I'm not familiar with you."

Liu Yisheng grinned ferociously, "But my fists are very familiar to you. Do you think the big bump on your forehead matches my fists well?"

"Have we fought?" Ji Yijun asked in shock.

"A total of one hundred and fifty-two punches, all of them were thrown at me. They said I was stunned, but I counted them carefully. I only used one punch to knock you down, so you still owe me one hundred and fifty-one punches. . Including the punch you gave Dr. Feng, it’s still a total of one hundred and fifty-two punches.”

Seeing Liu Yisheng's inhuman appearance, Ji Yijun wailed: "Heroes, who did I offend?"

"Ahem, just yesterday, you had a fight with some of the people sitting here. You were the one who got the injuries on these people." Finally, Li Jia spoke, "Didn't you have a fight with two strangers, a man and a woman, the day before yesterday? Did they have a fight? It all starts with Enrique and the others carrying you back to the store..."

It turned out that after Ji Yijun fell into coma, Enrique and Garcia rushed him back to the store. At that time, Ji Yijun was covered in burns and bloodstains, which frightened Li Jia. Li Jia did not dare to neglect and sent him back to the school hospital as quickly as possible. He also brought a letter to the school that the couple gave to Ji Yijun.

Although Ji Yijun's injuries seemed serious, he healed quickly for some reason. When he was admitted to the hospital, all his physical signs were already stable. By the next day, many wounds actually started to heal. Even more unexpectedly, he woke up the next afternoon. However, when Ji Yijun woke up, he acted like a madman, violently hurting people, and the first person to bear the brunt was Dr. Feng who was examining him.

"So, as soon as I woke up, I knocked over Dr. Feng and took her arm..." Ji Yijun said in shock, "I'm really sorry. I probably thought you were that provocative dead woman!"

"This is what's weird about me." Morey said at this time, "Dr. Feng's current physique is not an exaggeration to say that she is a humanoid monster. Even if I hit her with a big hammer, it will probably take a long time to break her. I don’t understand how this kind of arm was broken by your punch.”

"Moreover, I went with Instructor Ji and Liu Yisheng, and it took a lot of effort to subdue him. This kid doesn't have such ability." Ye Zi leaned on crutches and tilted his head to look at Ji Yijun, as if he wanted to dissect him. , to find out what happened.

"Don't ask me, I'm just a sick person, I don't know anything." Ji Yijun really has no impression at all. He knows it himself. When it comes to kung fu, first of all, he is not his father's opponent, let alone So many others.

"Could it be that the fighting spirit has awakened?" Morey thought for a long time and finally said hesitantly, "But when the fighting spirit awakens, it is usually accompanied by an explosion of fighting spirit, and the whole body will emit a halo! But what kind of light did he have that day? None."

Dou Qi, could I have mastered that kind of power? Ji Yijun looked at his hands and suddenly felt a tiny force throbbing in his body. He couldn't help but stood there stunned.