Chapter 1314 Contest of Faith
"Oh my god..."
"Fuck..."
Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin were instantly eroded by the huge pain and their brains went blank. Although they could still feel the existence of their legs, they could only feel the piercing pain.
There were still residual electric sparks crackling nearby, and the two could only grit their teeth and crawl to both sides.
Qiao Jiajin crawled towards the edge of the room and said seriously: "Big guy, you recover slowly... I'm a little tired, I'll go to the side to rest first."
"Tattooed boy, don't run... Fuck..." Zhang Shan was sweating profusely in pain. "Tian Xing Jian" took several seconds to gradually recover its function. "There is only such a small place. Where can you rest?"
The two felt that their legs were gradually recovering from complete paralysis, and the recovery still brought severe pain.
"Oh my god... I miss "not knowing pain" a little bit..." Qiao Jiajin said.
Zhang Shan felt that his "Tian Xing Jian" recovered more slowly than usual, probably because the extent of the injury to his legs was far beyond imagination.
At this time, both legs were completely turned into charcoal. Whether it was flesh or bones, it was much more difficult to recover than usual.
But what happened just now?
Qinglong suddenly took the initiative to withdraw "Soul-stealing"... Could it be that his ability was limited and he couldn't use two "echoes" at the same time?
The two climbed to a position close to the wall and turned their heads to see Qinglong standing there in black, with gray-black smoke coming out of his body.
If the two hadn't dodged to the sides at the critical moment just now, they would be the ones covered in black now.
"Big guy..." Qiao Jiajin leaned against the wall, his forehead was also sweating profusely, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Quick, quick, go kick him, the little green guy looks like he will break if he kicks him now."
"Fuck..." Zhang Shan frowned instantly while supporting himself on the ground, "Why don't you kick him?"
"I want to rest."
The smoke on Qinglong's body began to become thicker and thicker, and even his body began to tremble slightly, as if he was recovering very quickly.
Qiao Jiajin looked at his legs. Zhang Shan was indeed trying to mobilize his "belief". At this time, his two feet had gradually recovered.
If this continues...
"Oh my god..." Qiao Jiajin was stunned, "Big guy... something is wrong?"
"Why is it wrong?" Zhang Shan said, "It's already recovering... Don't worry, kid... It probably won't take long..."
"No, no, no..." Qiao Jiajin tried to move his body and said with difficulty, "Big guy... I can't recover like this... If this goes on, both you and I will die..."
"What should I do?"
"Don't worry about the other leg..." Qiao Jiajin stared at his legs and said, "Find a way to recover only one leg, so that we will be much faster than the opponent."
Zhang Shan was stunned after hearing this: "Only recover one leg? What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to kick him."
"Hey?" Zhang Shan was stunned, "Wait... What do you mean by kicking him?"
Qiao Jiajin looked at Zhang Shan seriously, and after a few seconds of silence, he stretched out his hand and gestured and answered: "The so-called "kick" means that I will lift my leg, use my thigh to exert force, then use my knee to drive my calf, and then use the sole of my foot to touch the little green boy's buttocks to cause him some damage. "
"Have you always been so nagging for a beating?" Zhang Shan frowned.
"Yes, I get beaten often."
Although he was a little speechless about Qiao Jiajin's thinking, Zhang Shan knew that there was no time to lose, so he quickly re-mobilized his "belief" and focused all his attention on his right leg. Now he could only hope that Qiao Jiajin really had some martial arts that could be performed with one leg.
The recovery of the two's left legs really slowed down in a short period of time, and the right leg recovered quickly with the naked eye. A lot of flesh and blood began to regenerate, and the meridians began to reorganize like worms under the skin and flesh, and an abnormal pain began to spread on the right leg.
Qiao Jiajin endured the feeling from his legs and began to take this opportunity to look at the Qinglong in front of him.
At this time, there seemed to be no "brain" in this room. It seemed a bit difficult to rely on "fists" to defeat this monster that was more powerful than the "Terminator".
"Wait..." Qiao Jiajin's mind turned, and he really found the problem.
Why did Qinglong let himself be struck by lightning so calmly...?
Doesn't he have "eyes" on his back?
It seemed to be the same when he fought Xuanwu. Qinglong was like a mad dog. He didn't care about all his weaknesses, and he didn't even care about the position of his injuries.
I didn't watch the fight to the end, so I don't know how the fight between Xuanwu and Qinglong ended, but according to this situation... Qinglong should be unscathed, right?
"The situation seems a bit troublesome..."
Qiao Jiajin found that his feet and calves had recovered as before, and hurriedly took the opportunity to move his upper body.
Just now, the two of them almost used all their killing moves, but Qinglong always managed to resolve them with tricky methods. His every move seemed to want to take the opponent's life. Ordinary boxing or martial arts training does not involve such training methods.
So as he said, his fighting ability was honed after many actual battles. Now he can combine his own "echo" to launch multiple offensives against the two. If he doesn't kick him to pieces now, the next battle will be more difficult.
The two looked at Qinglong and found that Qinglong's recovery strategy seemed to be different from theirs.
He did not choose to recover his arms or legs alone, but instead fully recovered all parts of his body. Many intact skin and flesh began to appear on his limbs, torso and head piece by piece. His whole body was like black paper dripping with white ink.
"Oh my god, he looks like a Dalmatian..."
One of Qinglong's eyes also recovered at this time, and he began to scan the two people left and right, but his body seemed to be unable to move, and his mouth was not restored as before, but if this trend continues, it won't take long for the two to be killed by him without any chance to fight back.
What he wants is not "partial", but a "whole" that can fight.
"Oh my god... hurry up..." Qiao Jiajin endured the severe pain and barely stood up by holding the wall, "Big guy... don't be distracted... concentrate a little, is my thigh so difficult to recover?"
"Fuck... your requirements are a bit too high... this is the first time I have recovered from this kind of injury..." Zhang Shan closed his eyes and fully spread his "belief".
He wanted to win. All the failures he had experienced and all the corpses he had witnessed in the two cities were for this moment of victory.
Qiao Jiajin's thighs instantly began to fully regenerate in a short period of time, and the long-lost sense of strength had all returned.
He squatted slightly, tested the condition of his right leg, and couldn't help but think of a plan.
He might not know anything about other strategies, but when it comes to fighting, this time it is probably a strange move.