"Mmm..."
Seeing that he had finally left Di Moyu and had a chance to admit defeat, the brown-clad youth was overjoyed. But just as he was about to speak, he realized that his jaw was dislocated!
Unable to speak, one cannot admit defeat. The greater the joy before, the greater the despair now. This realization nearly drove the brown-clad man to a mental breakdown.
"Cough cough cough..."
Then, when he looked up and saw the edge of the fighting platform so close at hand, he immediately used his last bit of strength to reach out and climb over.
Never before had I felt such a strong urge to leave the ring.
This is terrifying! The boy in front of me is terrifying!
Although she was younger than him, her strength far surpassed his, and she was ruthless.
It was a battle that could have ended quickly, a battle that usually ended in one move against everyone else, but he didn't understand what he had done to offend him, and everything changed when it came to him.
Throughout the entire process, they deliberately tortured him, making him truly experience what it means to be unable to live or die.
The brown-clad youth's actions naturally did not escape Di Moyu's notice. He glanced at the other's snail-like movement and did not make another move.
"They're here."
Soon, Di Moyu received a telepathic message from Lai Junfeijue: "Right forearm, left calf, comminuted fracture."
"kindness."
Di Moyu looked up at the stands and immediately saw Jun Feijue, giving her a slight nod.
Then, Long Buji saw Di Moyu's figure flash, and just as the brown-clothed youth was almost halfway out of the arena, he expressionlessly stepped on his left calf.
"Click..."
"ah!"
After the cracking sound of bones breaking, the brown-clad youth's heart-wrenching screams echoed across the arena.
The sound was so loud that it startled the people on the nearby fighting stages and in the audience.
"Bang..."
However, Di Moyu remained expressionless and kicked out again, sending the brown-clad youth off the fighting platform.
"Click..."
The seemingly simple kick actually involved a clever technique. The moment he landed, the brown-clad youth's right forearm hit the ground first, resulting in a shattered fracture.
"hiss…"
The ruthless methods used sent chills down everyone's spines.
The female trainees who had been cheering them on all fell silent, and at this moment, they even felt that this boy was somewhat frightening.
In the instant the entire arena fell silent, Di Moyu slowly walked to the edge of the arena, looked down from above, and finally spoke his first words since stepping onto the stage today.
"Useless, you've been here too long."
"Pfft..."
Upon hearing this, the young man in brown, who had been on a stretcher by medical staff, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
At that moment, he finally understood why he was being deliberately targeted.
It turned out that he was avenging the young man in blue.
At this moment, the brown-clad youth was filled with regret. He hadn't expected that the blue-clad youth would have a companion, and one who was so powerful.
If he could do it all over again, he would definitely open his eyes wider and not be so unruly towards the dragon.
However, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
The young man in brown was almost devastated, because he had used this method on too many people and knew very well the consequences of such injuries.
Basically, it's incurable.
Even if it recovers, it will never be the same as before, and the moves will never be used perfectly again.
In a battle between masters, a slight difference can lead to a huge difference in outcome. He knew that even if he entered Qinfu Academy this time, his path in martial arts would be ruined.
He never imagined that he would end up like this because of a move he often used to deal with others.
How ridiculous, how ironic.
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