The dust will eventually dissipate. At the moment, everyone\'s eyes are focused on the sound source just now.

More than ten meters away from Ningci lying down, a red haired child, holding a broken sword as a support, half knelt on the ground.

The dust darkened his bright red hair, and the flying stones from the battle cut his clothes like a sharp blade, leaving blood marks on his body.

On his forehead, the bruised congestion was particularly conspicuous, and anyone could see the wound at first sight.

But Zhishu\'s body, more serious, is indeed an internal injury. Many veins are blocked by Ningci\'s chakra.

Even now, Zhishu is pressing the blood that has reached his throat.

No matter how strong his spirit was, it was gone at this moment.

But Zhishu still looked at rining times with a slightly vicissitudes of life.

All the people\'s faces showed incredible eyes. They didn\'t think of the child called whirlpool wisdom tree.

After the sword broke, he hit Ning Ci\'s forehead violently with his forehead?

"What kind of attack is this? Do you believe that your forehead must be harder than Ningci\'s? "

Gouzuka\'s face was still full of incredible. Although he could not see the whole process of the two men\'s battle, at the last moment, the battle mode adopted by Zhishu was clearly displayed in front of him.

He asked many people questions, how can a ninja attack with such means?

Only Luwan patted his teeth on the shoulder and said in a slightly helpless tone, "but Zhishu succeeded. The facts show that his head is really harder than Ningci\'s."

Because in the center of the site, Ning Ci was already lying on the ground, staring blankly at the high ceiling.

Around him, countless cracks extend to tens of meters away.

"... can fate really be reversed?"

He could no longer speak a voice that could shake people\'s hearts. His voice was weak. I\'m afraid no one else could hear him except him. At the moment, he is even worse than Zhishu.

Even if he uses acupoints to attack the veins in the whirlpool wisdom tree.

But chakra scalpel also has such ability. It is even sharper and more difficult to defend than acupoints.

Who could have thought that the chakra scalpel, as weak as a ghost fire, could have such power?

Only when he was in melee with Zhishu did he find that even at every moment, the chakra in Zhishu\'s hand was disappearing.

However, chakra dissipated in each place will automatically lead to a new place to take on a sharp attack.

How much chakra control does it take to do this?

Why should a person who is obviously close to being unable to use chakra train such means?

"Is he still hopeful that he can use chakra? Such a person who doesn\'t believe in fate... It\'s ridiculous... But... "

Ningci still didn\'t say that, but he fainted.

But in his heart, he had said it. But fate, as you said, can be reversed

"Medical class!! How many times do you want me to say, don\'t watch there!! "

Xi Rihong reacted for the first time and shouted at the medical class who had been standing there.

"Ah? Yes! "

Then, a group of people in medical Ninja clothes quickly ran to Ningci with a stretcher. It was unbelievable that they could see such an exquisite battle.

It\'s unbelievable that even another child can use the chakra scalpel that even their medical ninjas can\'t use.

That\'s why they were stunned.

make fun of!

Even if they can use the chakra scalpel, it is difficult to use the chakra scalpel in combat. After all, you have to swing and chop at a very high speed in battle.

If they did it, I\'m afraid the chakra scalpel would dissipate just now. There is no possibility of attacking each other.

But the red haired child did it. He even deformed and streamlined the original chakra scalpel. This is not what chakra scalpel can do.

Even if the child in front of chakra has high control, it will take two years to wake up and master chakra scalpel.

That is... The child had mastered the chakra scalpel two years ago?

The medical squad leader carrying a stretcher asked in some confusion, "Yamamoto, have you heard that a child practiced in Muye hospital two years ago?"

The medical ninja, called Yamamoto, worked in the Muye hospital two years ago. Instead of undertaking the work of emergency treatment and endurance as it is now.

Yamamoto, wearing a mask, frowned and thought hard. Suddenly he remembered the red haired child he could see when he left the hospital at dusk two years ago.

"Not really... But two years ago, there was a red haired child who treated some wounds free of charge for the people in the village in front of the hospital. But then it disappeared... By the way, the child seems to be qiannai\'s brother! "

The medical class leader immediately showed a smile on his face, "qiannai\'s brother? I didn\'t expect to have such strength! Ha ha, this is also the pride of our medical ninjas. "

Then they came to Ningci and carried him on a stretcher.

Then let the other two medical ninjas carry Ning CI away, and the medical squad leader came to Zhishu.

"Well done this time! But it\'s hard to see you, isn\'t it? How about going to treatment with us now? "

With that, the middle-aged uncle\'s medical squad leader patted Zhishu on the shoulder to express his praise.

But the next moment, Zhishu, who had not fallen just now, fell under his greeting slap

Zhishu is really too tired, and the vein of his body can\'t bear it. After all, he is human and can\'t get rid of the pain.

Another stretcher was carried to take the whirlpool wisdom tree away.

"I knew Zhishu wouldn\'t let himself worry so much." The moonlight and the wind sighed slightly.

"But this child has more expectant power, doesn\'t he?"

A slightly old voice appeared beside the moonlight wind.

"Three... Three generations of adults." The moonlight and the wind didn\'t notice when the three generations stood beside him.

"The new leaves, when they are flying, may be when we leave the stage... Wind, I hope you can teach the child well."

"Yes."

……

"The preliminary competition of Zhongren test is over. Please gather here through xiaren of the preliminary competition!"

Long Zhijie\'s voice sounded slowly, breaking everyone\'s aftertaste of the battle just now.