Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 135 – 135 Can't Even Stand Up

135 Can't Even Stand Up

Just as Sif finished speaking, the scene changed again.

Originally, Sheng Yun's attacks were endless, and he planned to end the match quickly. Even if he blocked with his elbow every time, Andre's hands were already trembling. When Andre couldn't block anymore, it would be time for him to lose.

This was boiling a frog in warm water.

But was Andre a frog? Obviously not.

Andre's expression was a little solemn. He was kicked back two steps. When the next kick came, his hands were no longer blocking his chest. Instead, he raised them high, revealing his chest.

What was he trying to do? Reveal his vitals?

Sheng Yun's attack naturally did not stop. He still followed his original trajectory and kicked Andre's chest.

However, Andre was faster. He leaned forward and clenched his fists. His fists sank and smashed down.

Fang Ping looked at this scene and felt his cheeks twitch involuntarily. It was too violent for his liking.

Sheng Yun kicked Andre's chest and instead he flew out. He spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed a layer of red blood mist in the air.

Sheng Yun immediately sat on the ground. The leg he had just kicked twisted at a strange angle and was broken by Andre.

“Wow!”

Andre fell to the ground and rolled four to five times. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and wiped the corner of his mouth. He actually stood up.

There was still blood at the corner of his mouth. There was a dent in his chest in the shape of a footprint. It was unknown how many ribs were broken inside, but he still looked fine. There was even a smile on his face.

“Hahaha, cough cough, interesting. Again!”

Andre's smile widened. The grin on his face only made people think he's crazy.

Seeing Andre like this, Sheng Yun also stood up on one foot. His other foot swayed in the air, and he was only hanging by his flesh. It hurt to look at him.

“Ah!”

Unable to stand still, Sheng Yun cried out and fell to the ground again. He immediately propped himself up and wanted to stand up again.

Sif said, “Sheng Yun, you lost.”

“Eldest Princess! I!”

Sheng Yun wanted to say something, but Sif interrupted him. “You can't even stand up. What do you rely on to fight? Sheng Feng, bring him to the medic center for treatment.”

“Yes, Eldest Princess,” a male Elf behind Sif replied and walked towards Sheng Yun.

In any case, in Fang Ping's opinion, the Elves looked quite similar. He did not know if he and Sheng Yun were brothers.

“It's over just like that? Boring. If it's really on the battlefield, this is just the beginning.”

Although Andre said that, his expression did not look too good. The two servants who had been guarding beside him immediately ran over and supported Andre, preparing to bring him down for treatment.

Sif looked at him. “I look forward to seeing you on future battlefields, Andre.”

Then Andre was brought down by the two of them, and Qing Niao quickly followed.

Fang Ping had originally planned to take a look at the situation, but he thought that since Qing Niao had gone over, he would not go. He'll stay here and see what will happen later.

“I lost the bet this time. I admit defeat. What questions do you want to ask? Ask.”

Faced with defeat, Sif admitted it openly.

William still handed over the light green gem in his hand. “I'm just looking at it happily. This Jade Heart is a gift I specially prepared for you. I hope you like it.”

Happy? Listening to William's words, Fang Ping thought of the deep footprint on Andre's chest. Their happiness might not be the same as what he thought it was.

Sif took it. “Probably no Elven girl would reject such a gift. What do you want to ask? Ask.”

William smiled. “Will humans and Elves become friends?”

Sif smiled back. “Of course. Always.”

The banquet soon began and was divided into a few modules. Everyone mingled in their respective circles.

A few high-ranking people were chatting with Sif. In addition to Chen Long, William, and White Snow, there was also Lisa and Mogotin.

Others surrounded the other Elves and chatted and laughed.

The remaining working students were just there for the food.

They happily ate the delicacies at the banquet. These were all expensive Magical Beast meat. Everyone wished they could stuff their mouths full. They did not have the time to talk at all.

And Fang Ping was one of those who ate heartily that day.

Qing Niao wasn't around today, so he was a little lonely. However, Tie Tou came over. Although the two of them didn't say much the entire time, it still felt better than being alone.

“I believe that everything in the past will become history. Elves and Humans will definitely become the best partners. Cheers for that day!”

“Cheers!”

Sif raised her glass high. Fang Ping and the others did the same. Then, they drank the juice in the glass in one gulp.

It was quite sweet.

There was no need for him to return to the Saint Laurent Academy's courtyard to rest today. Chen Long had arranged a residence for everyone in the Elite Team, and he had also sent someone to bring their backpacks over.

Of course, it was a good thing that he did not have to sleep on the floor in the open. However, Chen Long now had the same feeling as William. Fang Ping felt very unfamiliar and unaccustomed to it.

Fang Ping missed the boy in the black robe who was obsessed with cultivation even more.

Carrying his backpack, Fang Ping headed to his new place of rest for the night. He had wanted to help Qing Niao and Andre carry theirs, but Andre's backpack was as heavy as an iron lump, so he could only find a servant to help him with it.

The arrangement was a house with a small courtyard. It was a stone house with some simple carvings and decorations on it. It could not be considered luxurious. Compared to the mud hut and wooden house, it was still a little more advanced.

The house was relatively simple. It had three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and some simple furniture.

There was no dust on the table or the floor. After putting the things down, Fang Ping asked the servant to lead the way to the treatment center.

The treatment center was not far away. It was a ten-minute walk. It was cold and deserted. There was basically no one entering or leaving. A few healers were gathered together and chatting. They were very free.

Fang Ping walked over. “Hello, I'm looking for Andre. May I ask where he is?”

Someone pointed at the room beside them. “The one that just came, right? He's inside.”

“Thank you.”

The servant who led the way left. Fang Ping went in. The room was very empty. There were three beds. Andre lay on the bed in the middle, covered with a blanket. Qing Niao sat at the side.

“Fang Ping, you're here.”

Andre noticed Fang Ping first. His voice was still loud and clear, as if nothing had happened.

“Fang Ping.” Qing Niao turned around as well.

Fang Ping walked over. “Andre, how are you?”

“It's fine. I'll be fine in two days.”

Fang Ping looked at Qing Niao. Qing Niao added, “The healer cut open his chest just now. With such a long wound, seven or eight bones inside are broken and had to be connected one by one.”

Qing Niao gestured with his hand, which was about ten centimeters long. Andre smiled. “Qing Niao, your current state isn't much better than mine, right?

“With this length, it's not a serious injury. Moreover, there are so many healing techniques waiting around. What's there to be afraid of?”

Chapter end