Douluo's My Cell Martial Soul

After Flender recovered his thoughts, he saw poor Zao Wou-Ki on the field and immediately flew to the stage.

"Brother, it's a good thing you haven't forgotten me..." Zhao Wuji couldn't help but express his gratitude when he saw that guy Flender finally saved him.

"Old Zhao, you can't do it!" Flanders helped Zhao Wuji who was sitting on the ground, using his soul power to explore the current condition of his body, and joked mercilessly.

"Fuck, that kid is not a human being. It's not easy for me to hold on until now." The gratitude on Zhao Wuji's face immediately disappeared, and a little red appeared on his bronze face. "How about you try? If I weren't thick, It’s not just about healing this little injury. With a small body like yours, you’ll be gone after just one hit... Hey, hey, don’t hit me..."

When Flanders heard Zhao Wuji ask him to come forward, he slapped Zhao Wuji's bald head with his backhand, causing Zhao Wuji to grit his teeth in pain.

"Your current body is not optimistic." Flanders looked a little serious after using his soul power to inspect Zhao Wuji's body. "The veins in the body were unable to resist the burst damage of Bai Xinghe and over-transported soul power, causing damage to the meridians." , and some meridians were targeted and destroyed by Bai Xinghe, and they were blocked by something..."

The more Flanders talked, the more frightened he became. He discovered that while Bai Xinghe was resisting Zhao Wuji's attack, he was also destroying the meridians in Zhao Wuji's body. It was like a precise attack on the weak points of Zhao Wuji's body. In his estimation, Zhao Wuji's Wuji only lost [-]% of his strength because of these wounds.

Flanders was silent for a while and looked at the young man on the roof who was making tea. The latter saw him and said something.

A voice came from Flanders's ear: "Don't worry, I won't interfere!"

After hearing the sound, Flanders turned to look at Zhao Wuji, "Wuji! You have a work-related injury. The academy will definitely treat you well and let you choose a small amount of jelly grass."

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with excitement, "This beating was not in vain, it finally paid off!" At the same time, he looked at Flanders a little cautiously, "You won't take it back?"

"You can take it back if you want me to," Flanders looked at Zao Wou-ki as if he were a fool←_←

"No, no, no! I want it!" Zhao Wuji responded quickly, fearing that this "iron owl" would take back his reward

Flanders nodded to a middle-aged man next to the practice field, and the man walked up to Zao Wuji.

His right hand flashed with silver light, and a "begonia flower" appeared in his hand

Ning Rongrong saw the martial spirit in the man's hand, and his eyes instantly glazed over, "Jiuxin Haitang! This martial spirit is in the academy. It seems that the academy is not simple!"

Then one of the seven soul rings behind him flashed, and a burst of pink halo enveloped Zhao Wuji's body. The wounds on Zhao Wuji's body decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon there was a wound on Zhao Wuji's body. There were no traces of being beaten among the bloodstains and torn clothes.

Flanders nodded his thanks to the Soul Saint, and the man nodded in response to Flanders, and then he retreated to the side of the training ground, but Tang San and the others no longer looked down upon him. After all, he was a healing Soul Saint. , silently kept him in mind, after all, whoever has family problems in the future will need a doctor with good medical skills.

Flanders took advantage of Zao Wuji's dazed moment, took out a large needle from the space ring, and pierced it into Zao Wuji's exposed waist from his damaged clothes.

"Ahhhh!!!" Zhao Wuji felt that his waist had received hundreds of millions of injuries. He was about to get up and break free, but was pushed to the ground by Flanders who was holding a syringe behind him.

"Flanders, what do you want to do!!!" Zhao Wuji had just gone through the battle with Bai Xiao. His body was very exhausted and he had no strength left. He was pinned to the ground by Flanders and could only scream in pain. Flanders's name and asked him what he wanted to do

"Don't worry, I'm doing it for your own good. His soul skills can only heal superficial injuries, but cannot cure hidden internal injuries. The medicine in this can heal the hidden injuries that your body has always had, and it can also improve your physical fitness!" Fran! While De was speaking, he was still firmly pressing the needle into Zhao Wuji's waist.

"Ah! You told me before! It's not like I didn't let you pierce it! Why did you pierce my waist?" Zhao Wuji asked the question in his soul

"Well, if it is tied around the waist, it will be easier for the body to absorb and the effect will be better!" Flanders explained patiently.

"Then hurry up and inject the medicine! Don't just press it!" Zhao Wuji let out a roar from his soul.

"Oh, I forgot ㄟ(▔, ▔)ㄏ" Flanders pushed his eyes and said calmly. Anyway, it was not him who was hurting.

"Why did you keep struggling before!" Flanders calmly pushed the medicine in the syringe, and then pulled out the syringe. The process was completed in only two or three seconds.

"Uuuu..." There were faint tears in the corners of Zhao Wuji's eyes.