Chapter 823: Tang Qianying's death
Juechen said in a low voice: "No, this Tang Qianying must have no good intentions, the Lord's internal injury has not healed, in case he gets his way..."
"How dare he do this in front of everyone's eyes?"
"You underestimate these people too much. Even if you really cause trouble, you can say that you missed it for a while. Do you really think that these people who claim to be the right way of martial arts are gentlemen?"
Hongluan began to worry, what should I do?
Seeing Chu Tan's indifferent expression, she couldn't help urging: "Chu Zuo envoy, you have to think of a way. Although Tang Qianying's poison skills are brilliant, they are definitely not as good as you. You must help your lord to survive. This crisis!"
"The competition is a matter between two people. Even if I want to take a shot, how can I escape so many eyes? Besides, with the character of the Lord, is he willing to accept such a victory without fighting?"
Human life was at stake, and Hongluan couldn't control that much, but Juechen suddenly understood.
"You mean, the Lord has already thought of a good countermeasure?"
Chu Tan smiled and said nothing.
Hongluan looked at the two of them as if she was playing some kind of riddle, but she was the only one who didn't know what it meant.
"Your daughter-in-law chose a good one. In addition to being a little stupid, you need to be trained." Seeing her nervous look, Chu Tan couldn't help teasing.
"You..." Hong Luan was a little angry. He knew that her relationship with Juechen was not like that at all, but it was too much to joke about it!
She was about to go up to the theory, but Juechen stopped in front of her, "What time is it, do you still have to fight with your own people? With the wisdom of the Lord, can't you deal with a mere junior?"
"But, isn't your lord suffering from internal injuries?"
"Not everything in this world can only be solved by force, you can also use your brain! Think about it, what is the reason for the Lord to be locked in the room for a few days, can he let his injury Healed in such a short world?"
"This..." Hong Luan pondered for a while, and suddenly understood, "You mean, the Honorable Lord already knows all of their origins and martial arts skills, and has already figured out a strategy to deal with them?"
"Fortunately, it's not stupid and incurable."
Although Hongluan was angry, her mood suddenly became brighter, and she didn't want to bother with them, so she turned her head and continued to stare at the stage.
With the sound of gongs and drums, the two were already fighting together.
All the audience held their breaths. According to the previous competitions, Tang Qianying's poison skills were already superb, and no matter what kind of master he was, he would be defeated in the end.
After a few rounds of fighting, Tang Qianying deeply felt the pressure of this person. If he continued, he would definitely lose.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the hidden weapon in his sleeve had been released, hitting the opponent's chest, but at this time he felt a strong suffocation, and the whole person fell from the air.
The man in white was safe and sound, and when he looked at Tang Qianying again, his face was flushed red and his lips were purple, which was obviously a sign of being poisoned.
How is this going?
Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they all stood up, only to see the man say indifferently: "If you take out the antidote now, there may be a chance of survival."
But Tang Qianying was already foaming at the mouth at this time, unable to say a word, and then swallowed.