Ten Days End

"Oh my god..."

"Fuck..."

Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin were instantly eroded by the huge pain and their brains went blank. Although they could still feel the existence of their legs, they could only feel the piercing pain.

There were still residual electric sparks crackling nearby, and the two could only grit their teeth and crawl to both sides.

Qiao Jiajin crawled towards the edge of the room and said seriously: "Big guy, you recover slowly... I'm a little tired, I'll go to the side to rest first."

"Tattooed boy, don't run... Fuck..." Zhang Shan was sweating profusely in pain. "Tian Xing Jian" took several seconds to gradually recover its function. "There is only such a small place. Where can you rest?"

The two felt that their legs were gradually recovering from complete paralysis, and the recovery still brought severe pain.

"Oh my god... I miss "not knowing pain" a little bit..." Qiao Jiajin said.

Zhang Shan felt that his "Tian Xing Jian" recovered more slowly than usual, probably because the extent of the injury to his legs was far beyond imagination.

At this time, both legs had turned into charcoal. Whether it was flesh or bones, it was much more difficult to recover than usual.

But what happened just now?

Qinglong suddenly took the initiative to withdraw "Soul-stealing"... Could it be that his ability was limited and he couldn't use two "echoes" at the same time?

The two climbed to a position close to the wall and turned their heads to see Qinglong standing there in black, with gray-black smoke coming out of his body.

If the two hadn't dodged to the sides at the critical moment, they would be the ones covered in black now.

"Big guy..." Qiao Jiajin leaned against the wall, sweating profusely on his forehead, and gritted his teeth and said, "Quick, quick, go kick him, the little green guy looks like he will break if he kicks him now."

"Fuck..." Zhang Shan frowned as he supported himself on the ground, "Why don't you kick him?"

"I need to rest."

The smoke on Qinglong's body began to grow thicker, and even his body began to tremble slightly, as if he was recovering very quickly.

Qiao Jiajin looked at his legs. Zhang Shan was indeed trying to mobilize his "belief". At this time, the soles of his feet had gradually recovered.

If this continues...

"Oh my god..." Qiao Jiajin was stunned, "Big guy... something is wrong?"

"Why is it wrong?" Zhang Shan said, "It's already recovering... Don't worry, kid... It probably won't take long..."

"No, no, no..." Qiao Jiajin tried hard to move his body and said with difficulty, "Big guy... It can't be recovered like this... If this goes on, you and I will die..."

"What should I do?"

"Don't worry about the other leg..." Qiao Jiajin stared at his legs and said, "Find a way to recover only the first leg. "Restore one leg, so that we will be much faster than the opponent."

Zhang Shan was stunned after hearing this: "Only restore one leg? What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to kick him."

"Huh?" Zhang Shan was stunned, "Wait... what does kicking him mean?"

Qiao Jiajin looked at Zhang Shan seriously, and after a few seconds of silence, he stretched out his hand and gestured and answered: "The so-called "kick" means that I will lift my leg, use my thigh to exert force, and then use my knee to drive my calf, and then use the sole of my foot to touch the little green boy's buttocks to cause him some damage."

"Have you always been so nagging?" Zhang Shan frowned.

"Yes, I often get beaten."

Although he was a little speechless about Qiao Jiajin's thinking, Zhang Shan knew that there was no time to lose, so he quickly re-mobilized his "belief" and focused all his attention on his right leg. Now he can only hope that Qiao Jiajin really has some martial arts that can be performed with one leg.

The recovery of the two's left legs really slowed down in a short period of time, and the right leg recovered quickly, with a lot of flesh and blood starting to regenerate, and the meridians began to comb again under the skin like worms, and an abnormal pain began to spread on the right leg.

Qiao Jiajin endured the feeling from his leg and took this opportunity to look at Qinglong in front of him.

At this time, there seemed to be no "brain" in this room. It seemed a bit difficult to rely on "fists" to defeat this monster that was more powerful than the "Terminator".

"Wait..." Qiao Jiajin's brain turned, and he really found the problem.

Why did Qinglong let his whole body be struck by lightning so calmly...?

Doesn't he have "eyes" on his back?

It seemed to be the same when he fought with Xuanwu. Qinglong was like a mad wild dog. Not only did he not care about all the weaknesses on his body, but he didn't even care about the position of the injury.

I didn't watch the battle to the end, so I don't know how the battle between Xuanwu and Qinglong ended, but according to this situation...Qinglong should be unscathed, right?

"The situation seems a bit troublesome..."

Qiao Jiajin found that his feet and calves had recovered as before, and hurriedly took the opportunity to move his upper body.

Just now, the two of them almost used all their killing moves, but Qinglong was always able to resolve them with tricky methods. His every move seemed to want to take the opponent's life. Ordinary boxing or martial arts training does not involve such training methods.

So as he said, his fighting ability was honed after many actual battles. Now he can combine his own "echo" to launch multiple attacks on the two. If he is not kicked to pieces now, the next battle will be more difficult.

The two looked at Qinglong and found that Qinglong's recovery strategy seemed to be different from theirs.

He did not choose to recover his arms or legs alone, but instead fully recovered all parts of his body. Many intact skin and flesh began to appear piece by piece on his limbs, torso and head. At this time, the whole body was like black paper dripping with white ink.

"Oh my god, he looks like a Dalmatian..."

One of Qinglong's eyes also recovered at this time, and he began to look around at the two people, but his body seemed unable to move, and his mouth had not recovered as before, but if this trend continued, it would not take long for the two to be killed by him without any chance of fighting back.

What he wanted was not a "partial", but a "whole" that could fight.

"Oh my god... hurry up..." Qiao Jiajin endured the severe pain and barely stood up with the help of the wall, "Big guy... don't be distracted... concentrate a little, is my thigh so difficult to recover?"

"Fuck... your requirements are a bit too high... this is the first time I have recovered from this kind of injury..." Zhang Shan closed his eyes and fully spread his "belief".

He wanted to win, all the failures he had experienced, all the corpses he had witnessed in the two cities, were for this moment of victory.

Qiao Jiajin's thighs instantly began to fully regenerate in a short period of time, and the long-lost sense of power had all returned.

He half-crouched slightly, tested the condition of his right leg, and a plan came to his mind.

He might not know any other strategies, but when it comes to fighting, this one is probably a unique move.