Chapter 637 (1/2)

After more than ten minutes, the smoke gradually dispersed. Almost the whole base on the playground was busy.

Only a few people were injured, but most of them were in a mess, and some were even pushed tens of meters away by the air waves.

Fortunately, these people are the force, and these flesh wounds can't leave them any pain. Instead, it was the hysterical shock that made them feel overwhelmed more than ten minutes after the sudden explosion.

At the place where the simple challenge arena was built, the challenge arena no longer exists, and only a few wooden stakes are still strong.

In the past, it was a piece of grassland. At this time, the grassland has completely disappeared, and the flat ground has also been hit with a large pit with a diameter of more than four meters by the shock wave, and the depth of the pit is more than one meter.

Some people were frantically searching for the two men who had just dueled.

Feng Qian had disappeared, and Zhang Yitian was finally found five or six meters away from the pit.

At this time, his clothes on his upper body were almost torn, and his trousers on his lower body turned into shorts, leaving only half of them.

Zhang Yitian's body is full of a dozen deep and shallow scars, some of which can even see bones.

But his consciousness was still clear. Finally, he got up by himself, but every time he moved his body, a lot of blood flowed out of the wound.

Zhang Yitian didn't seem to care about this, and the first thing he did after he got up was to walk towards the challenge arena.

Several people gathered around him and planned to take him to the canteen. There had been four instructors with medical ability in the base. Many people who had just been affected had their injuries under control after they were sent over.

Zhang Yitian stumbled when he walked. There was a deep wound on his left leg. As soon as he walked, the wound began to bleed continuously.

Someone came to help him, but he pushed him away. Zhang Yitian went on without saying a word.

He seemed to be looking for something, but his eyes were sometimes in a trance.

At this time, almost most of the injured were sent away, and many people were cleaning up the mess here.

But when they saw what Zhang Yitian was looking for even in the face of excessive blood loss, they stopped their things and looked at Zhang Yitian curiously and at a loss.

He searched for five or six minutes, and finally found Feng Qian among several people.

Feng Qian was buried under several boards, and three boards were tied to his body.

Feng Zeng first found him and worked with several people to send him to the canteen for treatment.

But Zhang Yitian suddenly stumbled and rushed over, pushed away the others, and Feng Qian fell to the ground.

Feng Qian's injury seemed serious, but he was still conscious. When he saw Zhang Yitian again for the rest of his life, his eyes were full of fear.

Feng Qian sobbed to say something, but only coughed up a mass of blood, but his body subconsciously wanted to stay away from Zhang Yitian.

Zhang Yitian's eyes were as calm as water at this time. The duel was over, but the victory and defeat had not been divided.

He came to Feng Qian only to prove that he was the last winner.

”Zhang Yitian, what are you going to do?” Feng Zengyi isolated Zhang Yitian and Feng Qian and scolded in a dignified voice, ”instructor Feng Qian was seriously injured and needs treatment now!”

Zhang Yitian smiled blandly and said, ”well, would you say this if I were lying here now?”

Feng Zeng was stunned when asked, and his eyes were a little free. This is indeed a problem, and everyone knows it.

Zhang Yitian pushed Feng Zeng away and squatted down.

He still has such a plain expression. Even if he will kill the man in front of him in the next second, he still can't turn over a wave.

For Zhang Yitian, it's not even like asking for his life, just taking back his own things.

Feng Qian was so frightened that he had to climb back, but he couldn't use his strength.

Zhang Yitian slowly raised his hand. Feng Qian was surprised to find that there was a golden force in the palm of Zhang Yitian's hand.

How is this... Possible? Feng Qian couldn't believe his eyes. Zhang Yitian achieved the results of his hard practice for more than ten years in only one month.

Feng Qian became famous among the five families of Xuanmen because of a thousand blows, but finally died of a thousand blows. This seems to be a joke played by fate on him!

Zhang Yitian's palm trembled. At this time, he was extremely weak. His just golden body almost instantly drained the force in his protonucleus.

At this time, he can only use the force of the jade pendant to make this one thousand hit!

”Goodbye!” Zhang Yitian clapped and hit Feng Qian on the chest!

”Bang...” a blood mist rose, and Feng Qian's chest was punched with a blood hole the size of a palm.

Feng Qian finally lost his final consciousness in fear and consternation.

This last blow finally made Zhang Yitian lose all his support. He plopped and fell next to Feng Qian's body.

Zhang Yitian was rushed into the canteen this time. The whole hall was vacated, and twenty or thirty people were lying on the ground.

After some first aid, Zhang Yitian was sent directly to the school infirmary.

After most people's injuries stabilized, three medical officers carried out an intense rescue for Zhang Yitian.