The so-called confidant knows the enemy, and Duanmu Yawang's opponent is about to be Qing Ming.

However, there is no guarantee that she will not run into Zhulong.

Therefore, before it was Duanmu Yawang's turn to fight and Zhulong happened to be fighting on stage again, she and Ye Nongying began to observe him seriously.

Zhulong had a sharp face and spoke as if he was carrying a knife, but unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly gentle when fighting. Of course, it was not because he wanted to boil the frog in warm water and slowly concoct his opponent.

It can be seen from the battle between the two that his strength is much stronger than his opponent. He doesn't seem to hide this, and every time he makes quick moves, his opponents are overwhelmed.

He shot quickly, but it wasn't heavy, and he didn't mean to attack people's vitals. However, his eloquent attacking technique caused the opponent to rout step by step, making the people in the audience surging, and everyone cheered like desperately.

Not surprisingly, he won.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, Duan Muya looked towards Qing Ming, but saw him applauding as well, a touch of pride flashed across his dull face.

Duanmu Yawang retracted her gaze, and said to Ye Nongying: "What do you think?"

Ye Nongying shrugged and said blankly: "Where are you."

"It's hard to say." Duanmu Yawang pinched her eyebrows, but she actually had a headache.

Ye Nongying smiled, "I understand you, I have a headache, right?"

Duanmuya looked at her, silently, waiting for her to speak.

Ye Nongying did not let her down either. She was a person who couldn't hide her words. She would naturally say something when she had an idea: "This Zhulong, he doesn't hide his strength. From his struggle, we can all Knowing his strength, but we have never estimated his true strength because of this. He shows the mountains without dew. This is tricky."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang completely agreed with Ye Nongying's words.

She sighed: "The most important thing is that he seems to be specifically targeting me." This is even more tricky.

This is another battle where she can choose to challenge her opponent. She has every reason to believe that even if she wins Qing Ming, Zhulong will definitely challenge him.

Ye Nongying saw through her thoughts at a glance, "You have to be careful, don't think about it, you will definitely be able to win Qingming, don't you have to forget, Zhulong's attitude towards Qingming. Let's talk about it. , If you can solve you at one time, why should the two brothers shoot together? People of their level will definitely evaluate your strength to a certain extent, so you should not be careless."

"good."

When Ye Nongying said something, she was very serious, and Duanmu Yawang also looked upright and waited serious.

Zhulong won, stepped down, and after announcing the result, Zhulong quickly got off the stage, and Duanmu Yawang also noticed at this time that the people fighting with Zhulong seemed to be bleeding from seven holes in the Lakers and completely fainted.

Suddenly, there was a burst of panic.

In the crowd, doctors rushed in to diagnose and treat patients.

Someone in the crowd stunned and said: "It seems that building a dragon is not a heavy move. There is nothing to do after the fight. Now after such a long time, why is it suddenly bleeding from seven holes?"

"Couldn't it be because you have a strong desire to win, you are brooding about what you have lost, and your heart is depressed, your heart and lungs are not going well, and you only bleed through seven holes, right?"

"It's not impossible." Someone nodded in agreement: "However, this person has such a tolerance, so he can't afford to lose, so he is embarrassed to fight?"

As soon as this was said, there was a burst of contemptuous laughter from the crowd.

Duanmu Yawang frowned upon hearing this voice.

Ye Nongying frowned, and whispered to Duan Muya: "It is not easy for a person to bleed through seven holes. If the heart is not high, then it is also dead because of the qi, and it has nothing to do with the stomata."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang naturally understood this truth. She looked down and contemplated for a while, remembering something, and subconsciously looked towards Zhulong, and saw that Zhulong and Qingming met with a faint smile on her face.

With this smile, Duanmu Yawang understood that he actually didn't put this battle in his eyes at all.

Victory does not arouse his joy.

Thinking about this, Duanmu Yawang was about to divert her attention, when she suddenly saw Qing Ming opening her mouth to speak.

The surrounding environment is too noisy, plus they are separated by five or six meters, it is impossible for Duanmu Yawang to hear what Qingming said.

But Duanmu Yawang mixed her lips.

She read Qing Ming and said to Zhulong: "Fourth brother, you still have a harder start."

Duanmu Ya looked startled.

She remembered that before Zhulong came to power, Qing Ming had asked Zhulong to have a dialogue.

She squinted, Yu Guang continued to look at Zhulong.

Zhulong smiled, and this time he smiled more freely.

His face was indifferent, and his mouth opened and closed: "I have taken a good measure of it. There is not a single shot when he is really angry. Brother, you can't blame me for that."

So, that man bleeding from seven holes is really not his handwriting?

Duanmuya pursed her lips. At this time, Ye Nongying also said with emotion: "Seven holes bleed, it is difficult to save it. These people really have no sympathy at all, which is really chilling."

"It depends on the doctor's ability." Duanmu Yawang regained her senses and replied.

Ye Nongying's eagerness to win came again, widening her eyes and curiously said: "If it was you who made the move, would you be able to save it?"

Duanmu Yawang rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Ye Nongying said to herself: "If it's me, I think I have a 70% chance, but you can tell me about it."

Duanmu Yawang knew that it would be impossible not to answer her, and said helplessly: "I don't know how much chance I have. It depends on the situation, but this situation is still difficult to treat."

"After all, it's too weird to bleed through seven holes." Ye Nongying frowned: "We looked at it carefully just now, as if we didn't notice that Zhulong had such a cruel hand."

"right."

Speaking of this, and remembering what Zhulong had just said, Duanmu Yawang always felt that things were really weird.

She didn't doubt her medical skills. It was too ridiculous to bleed herself into seven holes, but when she looked at the whole battle carefully, she herself didn't notice anything wrong.

As Zhulong himself said, his shots weren't serious, so he just looked at the fight, and he couldn't be blamed for the bleeding from seven holes.

Ye Nongying's face became serious, "Should it be that we missed something? Or, did he have a hidden trick?" However, their strength is inherently good, and they are doctors, they are more attentive than ordinary people. Hidden tricks under their noses, it's too terrible!

Thinking like this, she patted Duanmu Yawang's shoulder, "It's over, this will really be a master."

"Yeah." Duanmu Ya looked down and thought, absent-mindedly thinking about something.

Ye Nongying was impatient, "It's all like this, you are still hanging down here, isn't it afraid?"

Duanmu Yawang ignored her.

I am immersed in my thoughts.

Ye Nongying could not wait to wake her up.

She endured it for a while, after all, she didn't hold it back. Just about to do it, Duanmu Yawang Mendi raised her head, "I found out that we really seem to have missed some tiny details?"

"Um?"

Ye Nong Ying was unknown, so she still had to speak, and Duanmu Yawang glanced in the direction of Zhulong again with a few corners.

She tried to read the information they chatted, and wanted to get something out of it.

After observing for a while, I found that Qing Ming was teaching Zhulong with righteous words. Zhulong listened very cleverly. He kept responding in his mouth, and he never violated it.

When Duanmu Yawang felt unbelievable, the very well-behaved Zhulong suddenly sharpened his eyes and turned to look at Duanmu Yawang.

After so many people, he was keenly aware that she was observing him!

Duanmu Yawang's eyelids twitched.

Zhulong's lips chuckled, his face narrowed sharply, and he nodded towards Duanmu Ya.

Duan Muya looked at her lips, smiled back, and said to Ye Nong Ying: "Be careful when you go on stage. I will continue to build dragons."

"Eh, what are you trying to provoke him to do at this time?" Ye Nongying pulled her sleeves and said disapprovingly: "You'd better weaken your own sense of existence and cause less trouble."

"It's too late, it's already provoked, don't worry, I will be fine." When Duan Mu Yawang said, patted Ye Nong Ying on the shoulder, and walked away.