Pal Wumang, the son of India!

He was wearing a white robe, and there was no jewelry on his hands and ears. He was clean and clean. His every move seemed elegant and calm, and his expression was as calm as water. No matter how noisy the surroundings were, it would not be disturbed. He was like a lily standing proudly among roses all over the mountains.

Many people looked at this conspicuous man, and even felt a little drunk when they saw him!

His posture is noble and generous. His calm face seems to have tasted joy and sweetness, tasted bitterness, but he never gave up, never declining and regretting, nor did he settle down in the world. Such charm is charming, so difficult to describe, and how can one not be drunk if it is gentle and calm?

What's even more amazing is those eyes!

Whose eyes can be so arrogant? The flashes are filled with colorful colors, bright and as bright as washing, full of affection and hope, as if they want to collect all the true love and true meaning of the world. Whose eyes can understand the truth of the world? They can see through the world, reveal the secrets of heaven, abandon all the troubles, and leave only a little peace in their hearts.

In today's world, there is no one else except for nothing.

Looking at these eyes, everyone could no longer breathe!

Even Ye Tianxing and others' eyes were a little calmed down!

His huge figure gradually approached, and a pleasant sandalwood gushed out from the airflow. When his eyes were clear, he chuckled and said, "Chu Tian, ​​long time no see, the cycle of cause and effect. You have saved me so many times, and this time I should let me help you!"

Chu Tian shrugged his shoulders cynically and responded in a teasing tone: "Of course! Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you last night! But you came a little too late. If you slow down a little, I'm afraid you will collect the body for me! By the way, I may have to fight your uncle later!"

"Is there any trick to break his evil trick?"

He Hanyong and others were a little stunned. They didn't know who the Indian guy was in front of him. When they heard Chu Tian say that Palhus was his uncle, they nodded disapprovingly. They never expected that this nephew's identity was sometimes more noble than his uncle, so He Hanyong took the first half of the step to hug Pal Wumang:

"Brother, your uncle is bullying too much!"

"Look, you are also Chu Tian's good friend, so I'll advise him not to commit crimes!"

"If he still wants to make trouble, you will expose all his weaknesses!"

Seeing He Hanyong's look careless and clasped his arms, not only Ye Tianxing and Zhou Qingzhu, two people who know Pal Wumang's identity, were ashamed, but even Chu Tian was quite helpless. After all, this little Pa was also the god of India and could lead the master of one billion Hindus!

So Chu Tian quickly coughed twice, and said in a decisive way: "Brother Yong, please give me some water!"

He Hanyong heard that Chu Tian wanted to drink water, so he let go of Par Wumang to get the water!

But the latter was still calm, as if he didn't think He Hanyong's actions were abrupt, but instead said in a calm tone: "Chu Tian, ​​don't treat me as a noble person. You know, I have endured too much loneliness in India, so I hope to get along well in front of you!"

At this time, Ye Tianxing was pulling He Hanyong over and whispering in a low voice!

He Hanyong grew up when he heard this, and looked at Pal Wumang in amazement. In addition to not expecting that this Indian is so prominent, he was even more worried that hundreds of millions of Hindus would curse him when he was holding his arms and faced him. He was also worried that they would settle the score with him.

The Hindus' hysteria is famous all over the world!

Chu Tian was about to say something, but Parr Wumang continued to add: "Chu Tian, ​​don't worry, if I appear here with a high profile, my uncle will never go on the field to fight you. Now he and I are hiding our strength completely. No one wants the other party to see the level, so as not to expose our weaknesses!"

"What's more, he will be worried that after going to fight, I will take the opportunity to attack him!"

Chu Tian nodded. He understood what Par Wumang meant. The competition between Lao Pa and Xiao Pa was almost fierce. At this time, whoever hides one more strength will have more chances of winning in the future. Moreover, when Lao Pa saw Xiao Pa flying over, he would definitely suspect that he was here to deal with him!

Therefore, the probability of Lao Pa playing directly dropped to zero!

This made Chu Tian feel relieved. In the last game, which originally had little chance of winning, it rose a few points because of the arrival of Par Wumang. There was no need to worry that Old Par would turn against him and insist on settle the score with himself if he lost the game, because the latter would never catch Wumang's painful foot and hit him!

So Chu Tian leaned on the chair and exhaled and said:

"That would be great!"

Ye Tianxing, who walked back, smiled bitterly, pointed to his left arm and sighed: "Even if it wasn't for Palhuice to fight you, it would be difficult for you to fight with any expert. I believe that one-third of your strength was consumed in the first two games, and the ban on your legs and left arm were injured, this...."

The word "difficult" never came out, but just turned into a sigh!

Par Wumang swept over Chu Tian's left arm, rolled up his sleeves, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You should have been injured by Afanti's 'Breaking Ghost Skill'. It was like poking a small hole in a dam, and then using a piece of tape to scare it in the hole, which would have a rush of thousands of miles!"

Everyone imagined the dam scene, and felt a sense of danger in their hearts!

Slowly, Xiaopa added: "This is why I prevent you from cutting. If the tape that blocks the flood is broken, the blood on your body will burst out sharply, which may drain the blood of one of your arms, or the upper body, or more likely to be your whole person!"

He Hanyong's right hand trembled, almost harming Chu Tian!

Many people shivered, isn’t this equivalent to cutting off the major artery?

Chu Tian was still calm and shrugged and spoke:

"Wu Mang, you actually know these things. There should be a way to rescue them, right?"

Par Wumang picked up Chu Tian's left arm and looked carefully, then spoke in a plain tone: "Oh, I didn't expect Afanti to have learned these evil techniques! But forget it, everyone else is dead, so I don't need to talk about him; come, Chu Tian, ​​I'll help you press this blood bag back!"

"While the tape that blocked the gap was still there, I would slowly fill in the holes in the dam!"

"By the way, I'll bring two gauzes! I'll bandage the wound later!"

After saying that, Paer Wumang pinched Chu Tian's hand and began to press down from his wrist to smooth it down. The blood bag became bigger under the squeezing, which made people feel that it was almost sprayed out. Just as He Hanyong was worried about to make a sound, Paer Wumang suddenly let go and the blood bag suddenly became smaller.

Chu Tian also felt a warm current flowing in his arms, and then slowly flowed back and forth from his shoulders. Parr Wumang made more than ten rounds, and every time he saw the blood bag astonishingly large, but when he let go, it immediately became smaller. And as the number of times increased, the blood bag finally turned into a red dot!

He Hanyong and others looked at him in surprise, sighing that the world is so amazing

Paer Wumang made it three or four times before he stopped. Then he took gauze from He Hanyong's hand and wrapped it around. When a beautiful bow tied to Chu Tian's arm, Chu Tian found that his arm could suddenly move. Paer Wumang spoke in time: "Go step by step! Don't be too intense!"

"I believe I can recover 80% of my freedom in fifteen minutes!"

Chu Tian laughed loudly, and his confidence and fighting spirit also poured back into his heart with the laughter. He looked at Parr Wumang and said, "Wumang, thank you for your help! I'm really sorry, you came from India from thousands of miles away, not only to support me, but also to heal me. Thank you!"

"When the battle is over, I will treat you to tea!"

Pal Wumang sat down next to him and responded lightly: "Let's talk about it after the fight!"

He Hanyong looked at the entrance and exit entrance and lowered his voice:

"I don't know who will play in the third game?"

As soon as the words fell, a heroic figure flashed out from the passage, wearing a white military uniform and a pair of white leather shoes. From a distance, they looked elegant and upright, thick as ink. They were very calm and immersed in their eyebrows, with a percentage of heroism spreading over the eyebrows, and their whole body exuded the invincible aura of arrogant look on the heroes.

She walked to the edge of the ring and leaned on the railing and fell into the ring in a chic manner!

The pouring lights set off her whole body unparalleled!

Ye Tianxing and others were all stunned: It was her?

Chu Tian stretched his waist and spoke without any surprise:

"Looking at the entire camp, except for Palhuce, she is the only one who can fight me!"

Yoshiko Kawashima, the flower in the army!

The long-awaited battle between her and Chu Tian finally ushered in!
Chapter completed!