Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 37
At this time, some people on the stage have already started to compete. Each sect has its unique skills. Some use swords, while others use knives.

The martial arts contestants on the stage compete with each other with each move. Now the martial arts contestants on the stage should be from the sects that usually have a good relationship.

Then began the next game.

Meng Li stared intently at the contestants on the stage, and Ran Pingliang seemed to ask intimately:
"Miao Si, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Meng Li said two words lightly.

Born in a world where strength is the most important thing, Meng Li has seen many bloody killings.

Ran Pingliang nodded, turned his eyes in one direction, and said to Meng Li:

"Look over there."

Meng Li followed Ran Pingliang's gaze, and saw a group of people in Tsing Yi uniforms sitting together.

Sitting in the middle is a middle-aged man with outstanding temperament, wearing a green shirt, with a bit of a fairy-tale feeling. At this moment, he is looking at the stage calmly, whispering to the people around him from time to time.

Meng Li guessed that it should be the genius doctor Gu Guzhu.

"That's the people from the Valley of Miraculous Doctors. After the competition is over, I'll take you to them and let them treat you." Ran Pingliang said.

Meng Li just said lightly: "Thank you."

"No, you and I are husband and wife, so there is no need to be so polite." Ran Pingliang's voice was not too loud, but Meng Li could hear it clearly.

I heard Ran Pingliang explain again:
"The people from Miracle Doctor Valley only arrived two days ago, and after they arrived, they went to diagnose and treat Mr. Ling's stubborn illness, so it's inconvenient for me to go to ask for help."

"After the competition is over, they should be done with their work. We are going to see a doctor."

"Don't worry, I have a little friendship with the genius doctor Gu, and they will definitely give me this little noodle."

Ran Pingliang promised.

Even Ran Pingliang didn't feel that when he talked to Meng Li now, he would unconsciously flatter him.

Because Meng Li was too indifferent to him, it made him unconsciously want to please Meng Li.

But if Meng Li turns into a good wife again, who loves him deeply, he will be happy for a while, but he will definitely become very cold afterwards.

In general, it is cheap.

Meng Li hummed calmly, but felt a little apprehensive in her heart. When she first came to this world, her body was weak, depressed, with a bad complexion, and sickly.

But after she came here, she didn't feel anxious or depressed, and she didn't have those symptoms at all.

I also took so many traditional Chinese medicines and tonics.

After exercising for such a long time, my body is in great shape.

The main reason for pretending to be sick is to avoid Ran Pingliang's offer to stay in her room.

Poor health is her eternal excuse.

I'm afraid that the people in Miracle Doctor Valley will know that she is faking illness as soon as she diagnoses and treats her.

Or just practice the exercises she practiced before she was alive, self-mutilate, and vomit blood for a few days, then she will definitely be diagnosed with a disease.

depressed!

Afterwards, several matches were held. Some people were merciless, and naturally some were seriously injured and were carried down.

Everyone claims to be well-known and decent, if it is not for the great hatred and hostility, they are unwilling to kill their opponents directly on the stage, and get a reputation for being cruel and bloodthirsty.

It's just that some of them left the other party with a sigh of relief and were carried down, and it was unlikely that they could be rescued.

Even if it can be rescued, it is easy to leave stubborn illnesses, and it is almost impossible to practice in the future.

When it was Wuya Hall's turn, Ran Pingliang first sent a few disciples to compete in martial arts, and the few disciples were up to the challenge and won the opponent very well, which made Ran Pingliang very happy.

The disciples also had joyful smiles on their faces, which was a proof of their own strength.

In the afternoon, there will be a sparring between the heads, which is the highlight, because the strength of a head is the strength of a sect.

Meng Li looked at the leader of the martial arts alliance. The old god was sitting under the stage, stroking his beard with his hands from time to time. He seemed very confident that no one in this class could defeat him.

The heads are very strong internally, so the contest between them is even more exciting.

The atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as it was in the morning, and everyone was very nervously staring at the contest on the stage.

Some people were happy and some were sad. After several rounds of competition, it was Ran Pingliang's turn.

Ran Pingliang patted Meng Li's folded hands, and said to Meng Li:

"Weifu has come to the martial arts competition, don't worry, seeing that weifu has won the opponent, it will add honor to Wuyadian and you."

Meng Li nodded and glanced at Ran Pingliang, it's really a pity that he didn't get the chance to deal with him this time.

Seeing Meng Li nodding his head, Ran Pingliang got up gracefully and flew to the stage with his lightness kung fu.

Anyway, it feels like Meng Li is pretending to be 13.

Why can't you go up well.

But Ran Pingliang's opponent is a real opponent, because they have always had a feud, the two of them struck very hard, without mercy at all, as if they were going to kill each other here.

The Wuya Hall disciples sitting next to Meng Li couldn't help but sweat for their master, and their eyes were fixed on the competition stage.

Meng Li was not worried at all.

If Ran Pingliang was beaten to death up there, she would not want the property of Wuya Palace either.

Just slip away.

If Ran Pingliang beat others to death, Ran Pingliang would not be much better off, at worst she would go back to the Wuya Palace and wait for a while, and finish him with her own hands.

On the contrary, Meng Li hoped that Ran Pingliang would be photographed dead.

She will save trouble.

The battle between the two on the stage lasted for a long time, both sides were injured, you slapped me, I slashed you, both of them were in a bit of a mess.

The fight became more and more fierce, and no one wanted to stop there. There were countless rounds of fierce fighting, and there was still no winner.

In the end, Ran Pingliang exerted all his strength and knocked his opponent to the ground, unable to get up, but Ran Pingliang refused to stop there, and pointed his sword at the opponent, intending to kill him here.

Meng Li curled up his lips silently, Ran Pingliang had exhausted most of his internal energy now, basically he couldn't gather his internal energy anymore.

At this moment, Ran Pingliang's sword on the stage has quickly reached the opponent's chest, and Meng Li couldn't help squinting his eyes. In the nick of time, the disciples of the opponent's sect flew to rescue him, and several voices shouted: "Wait a minute!" , trying to stop Ran Pingliang.

But Ran Pingliang turned a deaf ear to it, and directly accelerated the speed and pierced the sword into the opponent's heart, blood spurted out, the eyeballs of the people on the ground protruded, full of unwillingness to hate, and they died already.

Suddenly there was chaos on the stage, the disciples of the other sect saw that the master was dead, so they rushed up to fight with Ran Pingliang.

"All stop."

The person who made the sound was the leader of the martial arts. Everyone stopped and looked at the leader of the martial arts.

The martial arts leader said to Ran Pingliang in a deep voice:
"Master Wuya, you have to forgive others and forgive others."

(End of this chapter)