Chapter 282 Give It Back to You (1/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 282 Give it back to you (13 guaranteed)

If you have never experienced it, you will never know how unbearable the dizziness feels after a person's chin is hit hard.

Everything in front of him seemed to turn into white flowers, and all the light sources turned into slender strips of light at this moment. All the sounds in my ears seemed to reach my ears through a layer of water.

What's wrong with me?

Aokiji staggered back like a drunken man and retreated. This was not because he could stand, but simply because he had no idea what he was doing.

What am I doing?

Aokiji hit the iron net of the octagonal cage hard and slid down slowly. In front of his eyes, the ferocious face of Nishiyama Teru rushing towards him was like a fragment in a distant memory.

ah! I'm in the octagonal cage!

So what am I doing?

Aokiji's chaotic brain could hardly tell what he was going to do. At this moment, he finally reluctantly realized that he seemed to be standing on the ring.

What am I doing in the ring?

ah!

correct!

Aokiji raised his head blankly, turning a blind eye to Nishiyama Hui rushing towards him.

dome.

Qiong's reproachful face seemed to appear before his eyes.

By the way, if the fight is not done well, Qiong will be very sad, right?

Instinctively raising his arms, Nishiyama Teru's heavy fist passed through Aokiji's aimless parry and hit Aokisi's face. A mass of blood exploded from his eyebrows and feet almost instantly.

It would be embarrassing to be beaten like this.

Aokiji only felt that he experienced a brief sense of weightlessness, and his whole body slipped uncontrollably against the edge of the cage and fell to the ground.

The referee stared nervously at Tsukasa Aoki. If he couldn't react effectively, he would stop the game immediately!

"Oops! Player Aokiji suffered a serious injury! Can he recover!?" Ishida Hayabusa widened his eyes nervously and grabbed the microphone in his hand.

Busujima Saeko in the audience bit her lower lip, her hands clenched slightly unconsciously.

"Aokiji!" Teruhashi Koimi exclaimed.

Nishiyama Hui looked at Aokiji's split eyebrows and feet, which dyed his entire face blood red, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

I have been practicing this elbow for two months.

It was originally intended to be used in the most difficult battle.

Unexpectedly, it was used here. Nishiyama Teru had a sullen face, looking at Aokiji whose eyes were still unfocused, and raised his fist high.

Sorry, Tsukasa Aoki.

You are a difficult guy to deal with.

But I want to win.

Nishiyama Hui punched in the air and hit Aokiji who was kneeling on the ground facing him.

"ah"

Aokiji was hit hard in the face by a punch. He should have collapsed, but he smiled for some unknown reason.

The referee who originally planned to terminate the game hesitated because of the sudden smile of Aokiji, whose face was covered with blood.

What are you laughing at?

Anger suddenly rose in Xishan Hui's heart.

Are you looking down on me? ?

He looked at Aoki Si who was lying on the ground, holding on to the floor and trying to get up, and punched him hard again.

This punch still hit Aokiji in the face.

Aokiji's original intention to get up stalled, but after a very brief stagnation, Aokiji raised his head and stared at Nishiyama Teru. The next moment, to everyone's surprise, he stood up straight like a spring.

Even the referee was startled by this strange scene and involuntarily took a few steps back. Looking at Aokiji, who looked like he was possessed by a ghost and had blood on his face, but still stood upright with a sneer on his face, his eyes felt... The legs feel weak.

Twisting his neck, Aokiji looked at Nishiyama Teru in front of him, his eyes were strangely calm and indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking.

Xishan Hui was looked at by his cold eyes and took a step back unconsciously.

what happened? How can this guy still stand up?

Aokiji stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, and the blood on it dripped down his fingers.

"Hey, my sister will be very worried when she sees me bleeding."

Aokiji shook his head, and drops of blood fell on the ground, as if stained with a strange and magnificent picture.

Lifting his chin slightly, Aokiji stood up straight and seemed to be a head taller than Nishiyama Teru, who was bowing nervously.

Looking down at Nishiyama Teru, Aokiji blinked slowly: "Time is running out."

"In order not to make my sister sad."

Aokiji suddenly took a step forward.

"Kill you!"

So fast! Nishiyama Hui felt his eyes blur, and Aokiji, who seemed to be twice as fast as before, appeared in front of him like a ghost.

His face, which usually only felt a bit majestic and cold, now became as terrifying as a demon because it was stained with blood.

Their faces seemed to be separated by only a finger.

Aokiji's lips moved, and his words that were somewhat unclear due to the braces he wore reached Nishiyama Teru's ears.

"Back to you."

Nishiyama Hui's pupils trembled slightly, and the Aokiji in front of him briefly disappeared from his eyes like a ghost.

"Snapped!"

After a crisp sound like a thunder, Xishan Hui fell backwards stiffly.

Aokiji took back his right hand and gently rubbed his right elbow with his left hand.

On the tip of his elbow, a few drops of blood were rubbed onto his fingers by Aokiji. Looking at the blood on his fingertips, Aokiji smiled faintly, waved his bloody hand towards the camera, and apologized. expression.

Qiong, you may be surprised.

Feel sorry.

Aokiji's expression returned to calm, and he stared at Nishiyama Teru, who was lying on the ground with his body twitching continuously and his eyes losing focus, like a fish that had been dragged out of the water. He felt a little scared in his heart.

If he hadn't activated the God's descending skill in a daze.

Maybe it’s me who looks like this now?

Aokiji just looked at Nishiyama Teru quietly until the referee pushed him away and nervously leaned on Nishiyama Teru to check his condition. Then he turned and left and walked towards the cage where Matsuyama Iwa and others were lying. .

After patting the cage net, Aokiji asked Songshanyan to pass the ice water, spit out the braces, and rinsed his mouth.

At this time, the game was over. Song Shanyan and others, as well as Nishiyama Hui's coaching staff, all rushed in.

Li Zhen nervously handed over the bucket. Aoki Si spat out the bloody water in his mouth, rinsed it again, spit it out, and then took a big sip of ice water.

Li Zhen used water to clean the blood on Aoki Si's face, and treated the wounds on his eyebrows and feet. Looking at Aoki Si's extremely calm face, she couldn't help but whispered: "How did you do it?"

"To be honest, we all thought you were finished."

Upon hearing this, Aokiji just smiled faintly, leaned against the cage, and let Li Zhen fiddle with the wound on his face, taking in a breath of cold air due to the pain.

"Well, he must be possessed by a ghost."

Aokiji narrowed his eyes, feeling exhausted like a tide, and the faint feeling of dizziness still coming from his head made him want to vomit.

The gods descending to earth will temporarily restore Aoki Si to his best condition in one minute, but this does not mean that this will heal all Aoki Si's injuries in one minute.

This is more like taking a shot of powerful stimulant, causing Aokiji's body to erupt with far more terrifying power than usual. It will also have a certain healing effect on the injury, but it is also limited.

Then, the overwhelming feeling of weakness became even more deadly.

Aokiji felt as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, his eyelids were heavy, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

However, this feeling as if he had narrowly escaped death made Aokiji's heart beat harder than ever before.

Therefore, he just smiled lightly and waited for Li Zhen to take care of her eyebrows and feet before standing up.

After watching the referee indicate that Nishiyama Teru was unable to get up again and needed medical assistance, Aokiji sighed and walked to the still unconscious Nishiyama Teru. Under the glare of his coaching staff, he said calmly: "When he wakes up, replace him." Let me say something."

"He's a very strong fighter."

After Aokiji finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the center of the stage, raising his arms high.

The cheers that surged through his ears made Aoki Si slightly narrow his eyes. However, just as he narrowed his eyes a little, Aoki Si felt that his vision suddenly went dark.

So bad, so dizzy.

Aokiji took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, looked at the host who handed over the microphone, and spoke softly into the microphone: "Today's game."

"I enjoyed it very much."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Aokiji's expression looked a bit lazy because of exhaustion.

"So, Qiong, don't worry about me."

After waving to the camera, Aoki handed the microphone back, turned around, and nodded to Songshanyan: "Go back, I have to take a good rest."

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