Chapter 83 Peak Circuit

Once, twice... The people of the Long family have turned their heads and can't bear to look at Long Xiaoqi in the pool of blood. At this time, Long Xiaoqi had been stained with blood all over her body, her mouth, neck, chest, and abdomen. He didn't even have any strength, even if he moved his finger and blinked his eyes.

At the referee's bench, all the patriarchs were surprised and surprised. They never thought that Long Xiaoqi would be beaten so badly by Dongfang Xiaoyang. Although Dongfang Xiaoyang meant to be a scoundrel, the most important thing was that Long Xiaoqi failed to devote all her attention to the game. What's strange is that Long Xiaoqi is now seriously injured. If he is not treated in time, I'm afraid he will return to the west soon. However, why hasn't Long Jingdao finished the game and sentenced Long Xiaoqi's failure? Unbearable or unwilling? But no matter what, time is passing by minute by, and Long Xiaoqi's life is also passing by.

On the ring, Dongfang Xiaoyang was already a little numb. Looking at Long Xiaoqi, who had been kicked down repeatedly, he was even a little scared. Is Long Xiaoqi really immortal? Although he did not do his best, Long Xiaoqi was the first to withstand his attacks again and again, and he was still struggling to stand up.

"Waste, stupid, garbage... All the words floated into Long Xiaoqi's ears at the same time and penetrated into the depths of his mind.

"I'm not a waste. I won't fall like this. I'm not a waste, and I won't fall like this..." Long Xiaoqi muttered, but no one could hear what he was saying, even Dongfang Xiaoyang, who was closest to him.

Long Xiaoqi felt like she was under a spell at this time, and there was only one belief in her mind, which was to kill the person in front of her who dared to call him a waste.

"Roar!" Long Xiaoqi stood up and stood up incredibly. His whole body was covered with blood, which was his own blood, like a death who returned from hell, more like the legendary Satan.

The fighting spirit filled Long Xiaoqi's whole body in an instant, and even filled the whole martial arts field. Everyone looked at Long Xiaoqi in front of them in surprise. They don't understand that a child who is only seven years old can have such a strong character. What's more unbelievable is that the child has been seriously injured and will release such a strong sense of war. Like rolling clouds floating in the sky, millions of heavenly soldiers beating drums to help each other, a life-and-death war is about to break out.

Dongfang Xiaoyang has been completely stunned. He doesn't know where Long Xiaoqi's strength comes from. This momentum and fighting spirit, maybe if he moves his finger, he will make himself disappear.

Long Xiaoqi did not move, but stood on the stage, with her eyes closed and her hair fluttered in the wind. No one knows what he is doing, let alone what he is thinking. Everyone can only feel the strong fighting spirit and belief released by Long Xiaoqi. Dongfang Xiaoyang, I'm afraid it is doomed to escape today.

Long Jingdao looked at Long Xiaoqi on the stage in surprise. What was hanging on his face was not joy or excitement, but incredible. He didn't know what was wrong with Long Xiaoqi. Compared with the injury in his chest, Long Jingdao was more concerned about the change of Long Xiaoqi and the injury could be cured, but Long Xiaoqi's state made Long Jingdao feel powerless.

And when Long Zhanjun saw his son stand up again, he had an indescribable joy in his heart. The people of the Long family would never be bullied. Long Xiaoqi was the future of the Long family. Long Zhanhua even waved his fist and couldn't help saying and beating him. Only Master Guo showed a rigorous face and stared at Long Xiaoqi.

The fighting spirit continues to soar, as if it has not yet reached the limit of Long Xiaoqi. The dark hair has stood up and swayed in the air, like a flag of victory, fluttering in the wind.

Dongfang Xiaoyang was a little at a loss. He didn't know whether he should continue to attack at this time. He was afraid! Fearing that Long Xiaoqi would suddenly open her eyes and smash her head with a punch, he had even imagined the scene of his blood splashing on the spot and no bones. He reluctantly aroused the fighting spirit and looked at Long Xiaoqi in front of him with vigilance and cowardice.

Dongfang Jie held his chin and stared at Long Xiaoqi suspiciously. Long Xiaoqi's change made him feel that the situation was not good. The victory that was originally stable in hand may be handed over to others because of this change. However, Long Xiaoqi's change shocked him the most. This situation seems familiar, but he can't remember where it is.

Everyone held their breath and they were witnessing this magical moment. Long Xiaoqi was possessed by the devil, turned the world around, and easily defeated Dongfang Xiaoyang.

Finally, Long Xiaoqi slowly opened her eyes. His eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and the evil red flashed with bloodthirsty eyes.

stared at Dongfang Xiaoyang in front of him, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he were saying something, but the sound did not come out, and he only heard the word "shit" vaguely.

Dongfang Xiaoyang only feels that the pressure on his whole body increases. He doesn't know when his heart will stop beating, and he doesn't know when his blood vessels will crack. Involuntarily, he took two steps back. He even had a desire to escape, but his unwilling spirit made him not admit defeat, but gritted his teeth and slowly retreated.

Looking at Dongfang Xiaoyang's appearance, Long Xiaoqi smiled, and her face was stained with her own blood, which was particularly horrible under the sun. At this time, he is like a demon, a demon who kills people without blinking and cannibalism. However, this devil is not as ferocious as imagined, and even a little beautiful and handsome.

Dongfang Yirui also stood under the stage, and she saw all the changes of Long Xiaoqi clearly. At the beginning, she felt disdainful that the legendary Long Xiaoqi was actually defeated by Dongfang Xiaoyang. But slowly, she found more and more that Long Xiaoqi was not simple, strong and unyielding, and unyielding spirit. She was moved and moved by Long Xiaoqi. But now, she has completely fallen into panic. Long Xiaoqi's momentum and the pressure given to her have even made Dongfang Yirui feel breathless.

Long Xiaoqi raised her foot and slowly fell down. Although it didn't work hard, everyone felt as if something had hit their heart hard. The heart is shaking violently, and the soul is swinging in the shaking of the earth. Although it was just a gentle step, everyone was shocked by this step, like stepping on their own bodies, as if crushing their souls.

The first step, the second step, the third step... Long Xiaoqi walked towards Dongfang Xiaoyang step by step. The steady pace made everyone doubt whether he was seriously injured and whether he was the Long Xiaoqi who had just lying on the ground and died in pain.

Dongfang Xiaoyang looked at Long Xiaoqi who came slowly in horror and had no desire to fight. He even had a feeling of paralysis. His feet were like stepping on cotton, a sense of powerlessness, a sense of weakness, from the heart. He thought about his father asking for help, but the words had come to his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound anyway.

The air has been solidified. This ring is like Long Xiaoqi's magnetic field. Everything is under his control, life, death, killing and killing. At this time, Dongfang Xiaoyang is just an ant on the ground in Long Xiaoqi's eyes, a flying insect in the air. He can take his life effortlessly, and he can easily crush his body.

"Go to hell!" This time, Dongfang Xiaoyang finally heard what Long Xiaoqi was talking about. He widened his eyes and looked at Long Xiaoqi in fear, looking at the person in front of him who controlled his life.

Moving, Long Xiaoqi moved and gently waved a punch, like a fallen leaf, slowly and weak. But in everyone's eyes, this punch is the last post of death. No one can avoid this punch, and no one can still live under this punch.

To everyone's surprise, Long Xiaoqi did not hit Dongfang Xiaoyang's head with a punch, but hit him on the shoulder.

"Kka!" The crisp sound came to everyone's ears, and the sound did not dissipate, but surrounded the martial arts field for a long time.