Chapter 1140: The Big Orange Cat with Eyes Like a Torch (4)
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"Take a break and wait for the next two groups to play." The big orange cat wags its tail.
In the hall, the defensive arrays of the No. 1 and No. 2 platforms have been removed, and the injured fighter was carried down on a stretcher, and the new rule after Ye Zhi took over was that the referee on the platform was the largest, as long as the opponent was not killed at that time, he could no longer make up the killing moves when the referee began to count, so these two people were seriously injured, and there was no fear of life.
"Sir's eyes are like torches." The sword cultivators came back to their senses and said with a smile.
Look at the big orange cat in front of you from the ears to the tip of the tail is full of the word lazy, and then think about the appearance of a fairy when it turns into a human form, the distance is too large to make people quite uncomfortable, but one of the great advantages of the monk is that he is adaptable, and if he doesn't adapt to seeing more, he will get used to it, and he can still regard a fluffy and cute big orange cat as a top senior.
"I've just seen too much."
"How does the teacher know that the red side on the second stage has an old disease? Where did you see it? Lu Xiaoman asked while peeling melon seeds.
"When he appeared on stage, the man pretended to relax his muscles, but he stayed on his waist for the longest time, either with a meridian injury or a disease, and the blue side found this weakness, so he kept chasing him in the back for the second half of the year." The big orange cat's big tail gently patted Lu Xiaoman's face, "The truth is in front of you, observe it carefully." โ
"Oh."
"There is no one in the outlaw who is not injured, and this is really an observation angle to predict who wins and who loses." The head suddenly brightened up, looked at his disciples and smiled.
"Knowing the trick of observation, the later Zhuji and Jindan will be bet by yourself, whether you are right or wrong depends on how much money you earn." The big orange cat wagged its tail and lay lazily on the table.
"Yes, sir." The head of the sect turned his head and ordered his disciples, "Test your eyesight, for the sake of fairness, each person on each platform can only bet a hundred spirit stones, don't mess around, we're not here to gamble." โ
"Yes, sir."
Yuan Ying Jianxiu's personal disciples, except for Lu Xiaoman and the five of them who are practicing qi, everyone else is already Zhuji and Jindan, and it is just right for the big orange cat to teach them how to observe with the competition during the qi training period.
While speaking, the rest time in the hall has ended, and the third and fourth platforms have already raised defensive aura, because they know that there is an abnormality in the third platform, so the eyes of the sword cultivators are staring at the fourth platform, the two sword cultivators are fighting.
The fourth platform was evenly matched, but there was a sudden exclamation in the hall, the eyes of the sword cultivators immediately moved to the third platform, and the red side, who took the secret medicine to stimulate the last vitality of the body, lay on his back on the stage, his eyes were wide open, and there was a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth, he was already motionless, and the referee was taking the pulse, and then shook his head and got up, announcing that the red side was dead and the blue side was victorious.
This result made the bottom in an uproar, but the gamble of life and death, life and death, serious injuries and deaths are normal here.
"It's really dead, what if this winner takes the prize money and tears up the promise? People are dead, turning into ghosts to collect debts? Lu Xiaoman was a little emotional, and at the same time he didn't trust human nature very much.
"Who knows, don't care about this, continue to watch the fourth station, it's not over yet." The big orange cat flicked its tail and slapped it on Lu Xiaoman's arm.
Lu Xiaoman looked up at the note he wrote on the bet slip on the window, the red side won on the fourth platform, and the blue side had a back disease.
"Blue has a back problem? What's wrong? โ
"Blue has a problem with the spine."
"Excessively straight back? Those who practice martial arts are in this posture, and those who practice juggling among mortals are also in this posture. โ
"Wait a minute, pay attention to the curve of his back and spine when his back is tight."
"What do you mean? Scoliosis? Can Jian Xiu still have scoliosis? Lu Xiaoman was purely guessing, but then when the blue bow retreated, she took a breath.
"It's really a bit of scoliosis."
"I have suffered serious trauma and have not met a good osteopath, in fact, monks also need good doctors, but there are too few medical cultivators in the Dan Dao branch in this wind sound realm."