Chapter 1687

The so-called know yourself and know the enemy, win every battle, and Duanmu yawang's opponent will be Qingming.

However, it's hard to guarantee that she won't meet Zhulong.

Therefore, before it was Duanmu yawang's turn to fight, Zhulong happened to fight on the stage again. She and night nongying began to observe him carefully.

Zhulong's face was sharp and his speech seemed to be with a knife, but he was unexpectedly gentle when fighting. Of course, it was not because he wanted to cook frogs in warm water and slowly cook his opponent.

It can be seen from the struggle between the two that his strength is much stronger than his opponent. He doesn't seem to hide this. He moves quickly every time, which makes the opponent overwhelmed.

He made a quick move, but it was not heavy, and he didn't mean to attack people's vital points. However, the flowing attack technique made his opponents rout step by step, which made the people under the stage see a surge, and each one cheered as if they were desperate.

Not surprisingly, he won.

Cheers broke out under the stage. Duanmuya looked at Qingming, but saw him applaud, and a touch of pride flashed across his dull face.

Duanmu Ya looked back and said to the night, "what do you think?"

Night nongying shrugged and said a word without expression: "what about you."

"It's hard to say." Duanmu yawang pinched the center of his eyebrows. In fact, he had a headache.

Night nongying smiled, "I know you. You have a headache, right?"

Duanmuya looked at her, silent, waiting for her to say.

Night shadow didn't disappoint her. She was a person who couldn't hide her words. If she had an idea, she naturally wanted to say: "this dragon building, he doesn't hide his strength. From his struggle, we can all know his strength, but we haven't estimated his real strength. He shows the mountain but doesn't dew. This is tricky."

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang fully agrees with the night shadow.

"Don't be directed against me." she sighed. "The most important thing is that he seems to have targeted me." this is even more tricky.

This is a fight where she can choose to challenge her opponent. She has every reason to believe that even if she wins Qingming, Zhulong will certainly challenge him.

Night nongying saw through her thoughts, "you have to be careful. Don't think about it. You can really win Qingming. Don't forget Zhulong's attitude towards Qingming. Besides, if you can solve you at one time, why do you want the two brothers to do it together? People like them will certainly evaluate your strength. Don't be careless."

"OK."

When night Nong Ying said something, he was very serious. Duanmu yawang also looked positive and serious.

Zhulong won, stepped down and announced the results. Zhulong soon came down from the stage. Duanmu yawang also noticed at this time that the people fighting with Zhulong seemed to have fainted completely because the Lakers were bleeding seven holes.

Suddenly, there were bursts of panic.

In the crowd, the doctor hurried to treat the patient.

Some people in the crowd were stunned and said, "it seems that the dragon building is not heavy. Just after the fight, there is nothing at all. Now after such a long time, how can seven holes bleed suddenly?"

"Shouldn't it be that you have a strong desire to win, are resentful about losing, are you depressed, have trouble with your heart and lungs, and only seven holes bleed?"

"This is not impossible." someone nodded and agreed: "however, this person can't afford to lose, so it's good to fight?"

As soon as this was said, there were bursts of disdainful laughter from the crowd.

Duanmu Ya looked at the sound and frowned.

Night Nong Ying also screwed up his eyebrows and whispered to Duanmu ya: "it's not easy for a person to bleed through seven holes. If his heart is not high, he will die of exhaustion, which has nothing to do with the pores."

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang naturally understood this truth. She hung her eyes and thought for a while. She thought of something. Subconsciously looked in the opposite direction of Zhulong, and saw that Zhulong met Qingming with a faint smile on her face.

With this smile, Duanmu Ya looked to understand that he actually didn't pay attention to the fight at all.

Victory could not arouse his joy.

Thinking so, Duanmu yawang was about to divert his attention when he suddenly saw Qingming open his mouth and speak.

The surrounding environment is too noisy. In addition, they are five or six meters away. Duanmu yawang can't hear what Qingming said clearly.

But Duanmu yawang mixed lips.

She read Qingming and said to Zhulong, "fourth brother, you're still heavier."

Duanmu Ya looked stunned.

She remembered that before Zhulong came to power, Qingming had asked Zhulong to talk.

She narrowed her eyes and Yu Guang continued to look at Zhulong.

Zhulong smiled and laughed more wantonly this time.

His face was careless and his mouth opened and closed: "I'm measured. When I don't have a heavy hand, he's angry with himself. Brother, you can't blame me for that."

So, the man's seven hole bleeding is really not his pen?

Duanmu Ya looked at her lips. At this time, night nongying was also sighing with her: "seven holes are bleeding. It's difficult to save them. These people really don't have any sympathy. It's really cool."

"It depends on the doctor's ability." duanmuya looked back and said.

Night Nong Ying's competitive heart came again. He opened his eyes and said, "if you did it, can you save it?"

Duanmu looked speechless and turned his eyes.

The night made a shadow and said, "if it were me, I estimate that I have a 70% chance. You should tell me."

Duanmu yawang knew that if he didn't answer her, he must not be able. He said helplessly, "I don't know how much chance I have. It depends on the situation, but it's still difficult to cure."

"After all, it's still strange that the seven holes bleed." night Nong Ying frowned and said, "we've seen it carefully just now. We don't seem to notice that the dragon has such a cruel hand."

"Yes."

Speaking of this, Duanmu yawang always felt that things were really strange when he remembered the words of Zhulong.

She had no doubt about her medical skills. It was absurd for her to be angry and bleed in seven holes. However, looking at the whole struggle carefully, she didn't notice anything wrong.

As Zhulong himself said, his hand is not heavy. Just looking at the struggle, the seven hole bleeding can't be blamed on him.

Night nongying's face became serious. "No, we missed something? Or did he have hidden moves?" however, their strength was not bad. In addition, they were doctors. They were more careful than ordinary people. It was terrible to hide hidden moves under their eyelids!

Thinking so, she patted Duanmu yawang on the shoulder, "it's over. It'll really touch an expert."

"HMM." Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and thought absently.

Night shadow impatient, "it's all like this. You're still hanging your head here. Aren't you afraid?"

Duanmu yawang ignored her.

Immerse yourself in your thoughts.

I can't wait to shake her up.

She held back for a while. After all, she didn't hold back. She was about to start. Duanmuya looked up at Mengdi. "I found that we really missed some small details?"

"Huh?"

The night shadow was unknown, so he had to open his mouth. Duanmu yawang looked at the direction of building the dragon with his remaining light.

She tried to read their chat information and wanted to get something from it.

After observing for a while, he found that Qingming was teaching Zhulong what in righteousness and righteousness. Zhulong listened very skillfully, and his mouth should be consistent all the time without breaking another sentence.

When Duanmu yawang felt incredible, the clever Zhulong suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Duanmu yawang.

Across so many people, he was acutely aware that she was observing him!

Duanmuya looked at her eyelids and jumped.

Zhulong's lips were filled with a smile. His face was sharp and restrained. He looked at duanmuya and nodded.

Duanmuya looked at her lips, smiled back, and said to ye nongying, "be careful when you go on stage. I'll continue to build dragons."

"Ah, what are you doing to provoke him at this time?" night nongying pulled her sleeve and said disapprovingly: "you'd better weaken your own sense of existence and make less trouble."

"It's too late. I've been provoked. Don't worry. I'll be fine." Duanmu yawang patted the night shadow on his shoulder and walked away.