Jiang Mingzhuo held the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke, "Xiao Que, it's all over."
"In the past? If others say this, I believe it, but you, I don't believe it."
Zhang Que lit his cigarette, sat on the ground, and talked leaning against the hillside.
“We’re all old.”
Jiang Mingzhuo said softly.
"Shou-ge said the same thing."
Zhang Que looked at Jiang Mingzhuo.
"You...went to see him?"
Jiang Mingzhuo suddenly stopped and smiled, "Didn't I scold you?"
"Back then, Brother Shou called me a waste, saying I was a burden to him, and told me to get lost. He never wanted to see me again..."
Zhang Que took two puffs of his cigarette and flicked off the ash. "But it's been so many years, his anger has long since subsided."
"He didn't make you angry back then."
Jiang Mingzhuo glanced at Zhang Que and said, "You are still young, and I let you lose an arm. He will blame himself, and besides, he is useless."
"What did you say?"
Zhang Que suddenly stood up.
"He only told me that after waking up from that serious injury, he was no longer able to use Qi."
Jiang Mingzhuo explained, "It's not just you, it's the same for everyone else. I told you to get out because I didn't want you to know that he's become a cripple. I'm afraid you'll do something stupid."
"Brother Shou, you bastard!"
Zhang Que's hand, holding the cigarette, was shaking. He took a few puffs and crushed the butt between his fingers. "I'm such a bastard, blaming Shou-ge for so many years."
Then, he was suddenly startled, "That's not right. Brother Shou easily grabbed the blade of the late Gangqi last time. If he can't use Qi, even if he can grab it reflexively, he won't be able to hold it firmly."
"Is it possible that after all these years, he has recovered?"
Jiang Mingzhuo stuck the cigarette butt on the ground and took out a box of Furongwang from his pocket.
He took out two cigarettes, put one in his mouth and handed the other to Zhang Que.
They both sat there smoking, not knowing what they were thinking about.
at the same time.
The people outside the field were still shocked by Xu Mu's performance just now.
So much so that the last group, the battle between two people in the early stages of supernatural powers, did not arouse any discussion.
Finally, the quarter-finals competition ended.
The winners are Xu Mu, Cui Yu, Lu Pinlong, and Wu Deng.
There was a break of more than ten minutes at halftime, and then the four-to-two game began.
Xu Mu already had a plan in mind, and he decided to keep a low profile.
When encountering Cui Yu and Lu Pinlong, I will just take over and win, then stand in third place.
The game begins.
The first game was between Xu Mu and Cui Yu.
When Cui Yu saw this, he stood up suddenly.
Just now, the master had asked who was stronger between him and Xu Mu, and now he wanted to prove it.
"Cui Yu, I admit defeat in this round."
Jiang Mingzhuo suddenly said.
Cui Yu looked a little puzzled when he heard this, but the master's order was absolute.
He was just about to speak when Xu Mu, who was in the distance, spoke first.
"I won't fight anymore!"
Xu Mu raised his hand and said, "The battle just now consumed a lot of my Qi, I need to recover!"
Upon hearing this, Cui Yu couldn't help but look at Jiang Mingzhuo.
"Since he admits defeat, you can sit down."
Jiang Mingzhuo said lightly.
"yes."
Cui Yu sat aside again.
"The next match is between Lv Pinlong and Wu Deng."
Wei Jingyu on the high platform spoke.
"I give up, too."
Wu Deng knew clearly that he was lucky to get this ranking.
If he were to face Lu Pinlong, not only would he not win, he would also be beaten. Only a fool would go up to fight.
"Okay, then let's compete for first place: Lv Pinlong and Cui Yu."
Wei Jingyu continued to speak on the podium.
Lu Pinlong arrived at the venue a moment earlier. Although the gap was only one centimeter, he didn't want to give up.
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