Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

thump!
Her body was eroded and infected by the black mist, Tang Canxi soon felt weakness in her limbs, Miao Dao slipped from her hand, her body was unstable, her knees bent, and she collapsed to the ground.

Relying on her tenacious consciousness, Tang Canxi didn't faint. She knelt down on one knee, feeling the weakness in her limbs, her eyes staring ahead, and she couldn't see anyone.

This black mist...

Is it a poison?
Sure enough, just like the black-robed man's competition that he saw before, as long as he inhales the black mist, he will lose his ability to move in an instant.

At this moment, Tang Canxi, who was at a disadvantage, felt slightly sad and indignant:
How can this be good...

I'm not a monk, so I can't force out this poison, let alone neutralize it with aura.

hateful!

The opponent doesn't even need to fight, just let me beat me.

Is this the difference between a warrior and a monk?

Warriors must win with fists and kicks.

But the moves of monks are ever-changing.

However, just as she was thinking, there was a slight ringing in her ear.

Tang Canxi subconsciously wanted to dodge vigilantly.

But his body, which had lost its mobility, was completely disobedient and unable to move at all.

The result can be imagined.

The noise was naturally coming from the black robe.

I saw him showing his figure in the darkness, a hand knife slashed from the void, and hit Tang Canxi's shoulder straight.

boom!
A muffled sound.

"Well--"

Tang Canxi was in pain, her brows were furrowed, she fell sideways and hit the ground.

This is not finished.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black kicked him again.

Tang Canxi could only use her will to fight against the fatigue of her body, forcefully raised her hands, and crossed to block.

boom!
Another muffled sound.

The black-robed man's boots directly hit the arms of Tang Canxi who was lying on the ground and was struggling to block.

Pain again.

However, this time the pain was extraordinarily severe, hot and even irritating to the nerves.

Tang Canxi wanted to yell, but couldn't make any sound.

She could no longer worry about the damage caused by the black mist, so she could only breathe heavily to relieve the pain.

Arm... Broken?
Her consciousness was slightly blurred.

If he hadn't raised his hand subconsciously to block it, I'm afraid that this kick would make him out of the game...

call!
Suddenly, there was another sound of wind in my ears.

Tang Canxi's eyes widened, her body tensed, not daring to relax at all.

The bone in the left arm is likely missing, or cracked.

Can no longer defend against attacks at this time.

I couldn't move my body.

Really in a desperate situation...

call--

The wind sounds from far to near.

Tang Canxi didn't have time to think, so she could only try her best to stand up.

However, after exhausting all her efforts and almost exhausting all her physical strength, she just supported the ground and knelt on one knee again.

Facing the darkness that completely blocked her vision, Tang Canxi could only rely on the instinct of a warrior, raised her still intact right arm, and blocked in front of her.

However, this time, the black robe did not attack directly, but drove the black mist, rolling in.

When Tang Canxi saw the black mist coming, like a tornado, like a hurricane, it was already too late.

boom!
There was a final muffled sound.

Tang Canxi fell to the ground again.

The unbearable pain made her lose consciousness.

This time, the right arm and ribs were all injured.

She didn't yell like the others got hurt.

She had been injured countless times on the battlefield.

She is already used to it.

It's just that the mood at the moment is more unwilling.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, she was completely suppressed unilaterally, and she didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

shame.

I am ashamed of Master.

Tang Canxi was lying on the ground, trying her best to turn her head to look towards the high platform, only to see that the master standing there had already got up and was about to walk towards this side.

Oh, I see……

Only I was in the black mist and couldn't see the black robe.

However, Master and the others are outside, so they can still see the situation here clearly.

Ugh.

It's really embarrassing for the old man to see Canxi in a mess.

It would be best to ask Master to carry me down.

Ugh.

do not care.

If you lose, you lose.

It is also very good to be able to enjoy Master's embrace at the end.

Wait, why doesn't it feel right...

I feel a little hot...

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Better go to sleep.

Thinking of this, Tang Canxi slowly closed her eyes, she was really tired.

The black robe over there finally showed his figure, and slowly stepped forward, ready to give her the final blow:
"This is Wei Canglan's personal biography?"

"ridiculous."

"You are far behind his senior disciple."

"Forget it, I'll send you on your way now."

At this time, Wei Canglan had floated to the side of the stage and was about to make a move.

The ruling elders in the sky also came down, ready to stop it.

The black robe ignored it at all, and hurriedly seized the time to make a move.

However, the moment he raised his hand, Tang Canxi suddenly raised a hand at his feet, grabbing the black robe's ankle firmly.

"Huh? You are like an ant now, what are you going to do?"

"Huh? Something's wrong!"

"Your hand bones have been cracked, how can you still have strength..."

click-

Just when the black robe was amazed by Tang Canxi's strength, a crisp sound suddenly came out inexplicably.

Afterwards, the black robe felt his body crooked and was about to fall down.

At the same time, he saw the foot caught by Tang Canxi just now, and now it flew into the air?

what's the situation?
The black robe fell to the ground in disbelief.

boom.

The left foot, with no blood flowing, and the wound showing a dark red dry shape, with an ankle, fell on the floor in front of him.

"what!"

After that, there was a pig-killing scream, which resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

The people who were still able to watch the competition were shocked.

Wei Canglan stood extremely calmly under the stage.

he knows.

It's all about to start.

On the ring, Tang Canxi stood up slowly, her peach blossom eyes that were originally moist were now only scarlet.

Her hair was messy and her head was lowered, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

The man in black robe felt that the temperament of the guy in front of him had changed. He put his hands on the ground, and the remaining foot kept exerting force on the ground, and he backed up again and again.

What shocked him even more was that Wei Canglan's second disciple could still stand up at this moment.

She was obviously infected by the black mist just now.

It may seem like nothing is wrong now.

However, in the next instant, his pupils constricted suddenly.

Because, he saw that Tang Canxi's injured arms and broken ribs were now rising up wisps of white water vapor, accompanied by crackling sounds.

This is……

Where the bones are broken and cracked, are they healing on their own?

How can it be?

Those who can achieve self-healing in a short time must be at least high-grade warriors.

Because the healing of a broken bone is equivalent to the regeneration of a broken limb.

This is simply not something that ordinary warriors can do!
When he was shocked, Tang Canxi had stopped and slowly raised her arms.

hum-

The Miao Dao not far from the ground vibrated, like a living thing, it bounced up automatically, and flew back to her raised hand!