C529 Broken River!
At the same time, strong gales shot out in all directions from where the two of them had clashed. It was as if there was a storm blowing up, and the ground was covered with broken pieces of concrete and dirt.
Pow!
Pow!
Pow!
Immediately after, the terrifying aftershock caused the lean man to take three steps back. Each step was extremely powerful and the ground under his feet split open, leaving behind three deep footprints.
Under the morning sunlight, the lean man's right hand seemed as if it had been electrocuted. It was trembling non-stop as the palm of his hand split open and was stained with blood.
In addition, the blood within his body was in complete disorder. His internal organs were all shaken until they hurt, and he suffered a certain amount of internal injuries.
On the other hand, Wang Qian's feet were like spikes nailed to the ground, still not moving at all.
Seeing this scene, many of the Zhonghai Merchant Guild's martial practitioners below the stage could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
Although Wang Qian was injured, his strength was still there.
As everyone was thinking, the lean man moved once again.
This time, his movements were even faster than before!
It had reached the point where the audience was unable to catch his shadow!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The lean man's iron fists were like a torrential storm as they continuously punched at Wang Qian. The force in his body mixed with the force of the punch and slanted towards Wang Qian like it was free.
At the beginning, Wang Qian could still swing his sword to block.
But gradually, Wang Qian started to struggle.
After all, he had suffered internal injuries. When he first got on the stage, he used his inner strength to forcefully suppress it. However, as the pressure from the lean man gradually increased, he had no choice but to split some of his strength to deal with the lean man.
As soon as the Qi was released, the internal injuries from before became uncontrollable.
Puff.
Once again being pushed back by the lean man's punch, Wang Qian suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and his face became pale.
"Senior Martial Brother Wang!"
Below the stage, Yuwen Qian couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
When this cry of surprise entered the lean man's ears, he immediately became even more excited.
He saw the light of hope!
Although Wang Qian was stronger than him, Wang Qian suffered a serious internal injury. As long as he used an injury in exchange for an injury, Wang Qian could be dragged to death sooner or later!
"Hu!"
The lean man took a deep breath. Then, as if he had teleported, he appeared in front of Wang Qian again and threw a punch towards his face.
Beat the iron while it's hot!
Taking advantage of Wang Qian's chaotic blood and Qi and losing control of the force, he directly took Wang Qian's life!
Swish!
Wang Qian did not dare to meet the lean man's punch head on. Instead, he turned his body and dodged in a flash.
However —
The lean man followed behind him like a piece of dog skin plaster.
As Wang Qian moved, the lean man attacked with all his might.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
For a time, the sound of explosions could be heard.
Wang Qian was soon forced to the edge of the stage and had nowhere to run.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head as a hint of decisiveness flashed through his eyes.
Then, the qi in his body started to surge.
Following which, an indescribable aura of authority enveloped the entire arena.
The imposing aura immediately caused the lean man's face to change. He wanted to speed up his attack and defeat Wang Qian in one move.
However, Wang Qian had already completed his [Storing Power]!
"Break!"
"Jiang!"
"River!"
With a loud shout, the long sword in Wang Qian's hand suddenly shot out. Like a rainbow descending from the moon, it shot towards the lean man's face.
The lean man's face was full of fear as he hastily retreated.
However, the flying sword had already flown through the sky. It was too late to retreat now!
Puff.
The sword pierced the lean man's face, and the hilt finally stopped three feet away from the lean man.
With a thump, the lean man fell to the ground in a daze.
His widened eyes were filled with disbelief.
He died with grievance!
He was clearly suppressing Wang Qian, but why was he killed by Wang Qian in the end?
"Senior Martial Brother Wang won!"
Responding to the lean man was the excited shouts of the members of the Zhonghai Chamber of Commerce, but at this time, the lean man no longer had the chance to listen.
"Trash!" What a piece of trash! You can't even beat a wounded person! " Miyamotoxiong was utterly exasperated. He did not expect that Teng Ying would die just like that. Wang Qian had obviously been on the verge of death, but Miyamotoxiong had still killed him in the end.
"Chairman, although Gong Teng Ying is dead, he is not completely useless. He forced out Wang Qian's trump card for us." Someone hurriedly comforted him.2
"Trump card?" What kind of trump card is this? " Miyamotoxiong asked with a dark expression.
"Broken Mountain and River!"
"The move Wang Qian used just now was the secret technique of Sword Sect, Broken Mountain River. We have already recorded the process of him using Broken Mountain River. When our people meet him again, they can make a move against him."
Judging from Wang Qian's behavior just now, he could obviously have used Broken Mountain River to finish the Wechat Teng Ying at the beginning of the Gambling.
But he didn't.
There was only one reason for his actions, and that was to keep Broken Mountain and River to deal with those behind him.
However, he did not expect that the Wutu Eagle would force him to the point that he had no choice but to use it.
"We won! Senior-apprentice Brother Wang, we won!"
Just as Wang Qian left the stage, many of the warriors from the Zhonghai Chamber of Commerce surrounded him with excited expressions.
However, Wang Qian did not say a single word. In the next second, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell backwards uncontrollably.
"Senior Martial Brother Wang!"
Everyone was shocked and hurried to support her.
Chen Feng and the others stepped forward and stood in front of Wang Qian, stabilizing Wang Qian's body.
"Senior Martial Brother Wang, what's wrong?" Yuwen Qian's eyes were red with anxiety, but Wang Qian kept his eyes tightly shut, not saying a word.
"Bring him back first." Chen Feng looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.
In order to prevent the Gambling from having any accidents this time, long before they left, the Zhonghai Chamber of Commerce had brought a professional medical team.
Not long after he returned to the villa complex, Wang Qian's condition was diagnosed.
"Doctor Liao, how is Wang Qian?" Chu Yifei asked.
"Mr. Wang's current condition is a bit serious. His injuries are secondary, not serious at all. What's serious is his internal organs."
"His internal organs have been damaged to different degrees. If he doesn't deal with these injuries now, I'm afraid his life will be in danger." Doctor Liao said calmly. A cultivator's body structure was still the same as an ordinary person's. The only difference was that a cultivator's physique and internal organs were stronger than an ordinary person's.
"Then deal with it immediately." Chu Yifei made a prompt decision. Wang Qian was the master of the Sword Sect, so he definitely could not let anything happen to them.
"Boss Chu, Mr. Wang's injury can only be treated after rushing back to the country. There is no professional medical equipment here." Doctor Liao said helplessly. They were Western doctors, not a Chinese doctor. Western doctors treated illnesses, and they relied extremely heavily on medical equipment. Without some professional medical equipment, they would not be able to fully utilize their abilities.
"Alright, I'll contact the helicopter now and have it take you back to your homeland …"
"Brother Chu, I'm not going back." At this moment, Wang Qian opened his eyes. Although his voice sounded weak, it was filled with determination.
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