Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

241. Kanana: I'm Injured, Yato: I'm Injured Too (First Update!)

A separate medical unit.

Ganae was lying on the hospital bed with his right hand resting on his forehead, covering his eyes, his face was shrouded in the shadow of his hands under the light, and he could neither see his eyes nor his expression clearly.

But there was a gloomy atmosphere all over him.

It forms a strong inverse ratio to the doctors and nurses who are busy running back and forth to treat her.

Suddenly, the door of the infirmary opened.

An old man walked in surrounded by two 'mountains' that were not at all inferior to Gana Sunda's body.

"Hey, scold, the old man came to see you."

"grown ups."

Facing the respectful person with the same attitude, Garner scolded and stood up forcefully despite the nurse's dissuasion.

There were still traces of blood stains on his forehead that hadn't been wiped clean, and the pain on his body also told that the injury was not to the extent that he could mess around, but there were more unacceptable things than the pain.

"I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for all my colleagues."

Garner's scolding heart was filled with infinite self-blame and regret.

"Losing the game with such a worrisome posture, or losing the preliminary round, this battle not only destroyed the prestige that 'Mie Tang Zhi Fang' has built so far, but also made you, the organizer, lose face."

"This is an irreparable and unforgivable crime! Please allow me to commit suicide and apologize!"

"Garner! How dare you bastard say such a thing...!"

Anger welled up in Ying Shanshi's eyes, and he immediately strode forward, raising his fist and intending to hit him with the wolf's.

Snapped.

At the critical moment, Wang Senzhengdao grabbed his wrist in time.

"Calm down, Yingshan, the master is still here, how can you allow you to do whatever you want."

Ying Shanshi took a deep breath and returned to the original position.

It's just that his eyes are really as sharp as eagle's claws, staring at Garner and cursing, wishing to dig out two pieces of meat from his body, so that this guy can 'wake up' from the sense of crisis and return to his original appearance .

Garner scolded him without even looking at him, and looked directly at Katahara Miitou, his eyes filled with determination.

"Hmm........."

Katahara Mietou pondered for a while, stroked his beard and said:

"You are right, you, who were eliminated in the first round, have probably been nailed to the pillar of shame of the Katara Clan by audiences all over the world.

Hearing this sentence, Garner clenched his fists tightly, his head fell weakly, and his body was trembling faintly. It was not fear, but anger.

Anger at myself.

"But so what?"

Katahara Mietou narrowed his eyes, a shuddering smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"I, Katahara Miitou, don't care about other people's opinions... Or, neither I nor the Katahara clan rose up by looking at other people's faces. We have always been kings, and we were defeated for a while. , how can it be?"

"To put it bluntly, I have long been tired of being in this position. I can reasonably shake off the burden on my head and have a long-lost 'peer-to-peer' fight with many opponents in the tide of the new era. It’s something I’ve always dreamed of.”

"Damn, maybe you don't know. In fact, even if there is no Igarashi Yato, I personally invited two fighters to come to the competition. They are all monsters that can't lose to Igarashi Yato, for... ...is to let them beat you, or under their pressure, let you be completely sublimated."

"...?!"

Garner raised his head abruptly, looking at his lord in disbelief.

There is such a thing?

"Maybe you didn't notice, or maybe you did."

Katahara Miitou made a faint sound.

"Curse, you, like the old man and I, have stayed in this position for too long. Although you have not lost yourself in the constant victories, but because your food is too low-level and your nutrition is not enough, your evolution has been a long time ago. It was pretty much stagnant before.”

Ghana was silent.

Katahara Mietou said this point, he himself is very clear.

Because I can't find an opponent who can put pressure on me.

Strength progress is getting slower and slower.

Until two months ago, he learned of the existence of 'Igarashi Yato'.

Various news that came later also verified that this person possessed strength enough to challenge his own status.

Ever since, the fighting spirit that had been silent for a long time was stimulated.

Rarely, in order to defeat a certain opponent, a short-term special training was specially launched, and Wang Senzhengdao, who was the former Mietang Fang, was also recruited as a sparring partner.

But in the end, it was an out-and-out fiasco.

Even without those two months of targeted special training, I'm afraid he would be trampled unilaterally, without even a chance to fight back.

"There is no need to stick to mere defeat."

Katahara Mietou stared at the depressed 'Strongest Fang' with oppressive eyes.

"Damn, the talent you have is destined to be full of struggles in your life. When you face defeat, you should be happy, because there are many people in this world who can defeat you. In this way, you can use their strength Power to climb higher.”

"At that time, the name of 'Mie Tang Zhi Fang' will also gain unprecedented brilliance because of your relationship. To pay some insignificant face for this, this deal can't be more cost-effective."

...... I understand your good intentions, I will not mention the words of suicide. "Garner took a long breath, and the depression in his body cannot be said to be swept away, but it can be seen that he has broken away from that state.

"But my lord, please allow me to temporarily resign from the position of 'Mie Tang Zhi Fang', I'm afraid... I need to go outside for a walk to meet new experiences.

"It's enough to fail once bearing the name of Fang Mietang. I can't continue to discredit this name. When the experience is over, I will come back again and face the new Mietang Zhifang as a challenger like you said. Tooth, regain this name, and then I will not lose to anyone.

oh ho ho~

Katahara Mietou laughed happily.

"It's an agreement, when you come back, it's time for this old man to challenge the new president.

only......

At 390, how strong will that man become?

The figure of the black-haired and white youth appeared in Gana Yue's mind, the fire in his heart seemed to be rekindled, and the strong fighting spirit was flowing in his blood.

Meanwhile, in another waiting room.

Kaguya and the others also saw Yato who was treating his injuries.

"Is it really okay? Let's go to the infirmary and see a doctor."

"It's okay, just a little injury, not to mention that I am a first-class doctor myself, and I have prepared all the wound medicine for myself."

Yato handed the bottle to Narishima Hikaru, then tore off the bandage with his teeth, tied a beautiful knot with only five fingers on one hand, and fiddled with his left arm quite satisfied.

When I was on the court, I was fine. After the game, I got out of the state of 'no self' and 'sealed energy'. As soon as my body relaxed, I found that the small blood vessels on the inside of my left arm were ruptured to varying degrees, and my internal organs felt uncomfortable. These are all the negative effects brought about by that 'dragon bullet'.

Garner said that with such a physique, he couldn't take a dragon bullet, let alone him.

However, with the presence of the 'Conqueror' and the secret breathing method of the Kushitan style, the injuries have already recovered to seven or eighty-eight degrees, and the rest can be fully healed during the next day's rest time

The reason why the whole arm was bandaged was completely intentional by Yato.

"If you don't make it more serious, what should I do if those gambling dogs have no brains to pressure me?"

"...???".