380: C380 Cold

C380 Cold

"What happened to you, Hao Chuan?!" Zeng Cheng saw that Hao Chuan suddenly stopped talking, and his whole body trembled. His four limbs curled up together, and he shivered. Cold air came out of his mouth, and he looked very strange.0

"Cold... Cold... Help me back to the lounge..." Hao Chuan's face turned green and his lips turned purple. A chill that refreshed one's heart and mind suddenly rushed out without any warning.

Zeng Cheng hurriedly bent over and grabbed Hao Chuan's shoulder. His fingertip had just touched Hao Chuan's clothes when he felt a sharp pain in his finger. It was cold, so cold! Zeng Cheng could not help but exclaim. He quickly used his inner energy to cover his palms. Only then did he feel slightly better.

Even so, as he supported Hao Chuan, Zeng Cheng felt that he was not supporting a person, but a piece of ice that was emitting intense cold air. Looking at Hao Chuan's trembling and shivering appearance, Zeng Cheng felt a chill in his heart.

"Fatty, brother Feng, wait here for the result of the draw. I will help Hao Chuan back to the lounge first." Zeng Cheng hastily ordered. He supported Hao Chuan and sped up. A large number of onlookers had already noticed the abnormality on Hao Chuan's body. Discussions and whispers broke out in the hall.

Fatty and Fong Tianrui looked at each other. Fatty could not help but call out, "Young master..."

However, Zeng Cheng did not have time to respond to Fatty. He helped Hao Chuan out of the hall. Zeng Cheng carried Hao Chuan up and took him back to his lounge. It only took about three minutes, but it only took three minutes. The overbearing cold qi in Hao Chuan's body spread out. His clothes were covered with a layer of frost.

Zeng Cheng couldn't think of a better way to warm himself, so he could only bring Hao Chuan to his bedroom. He wrapped the things that could be used like cotton blankets and clothes like dumplings. He wrapped Hao Chuan's body tightly. After doing all of this, he looked at Hao Chuan, whose face and hair were covered in frost. Zeng Cheng was worried, but his face turned gloomy. Needless to say, it must have been the man in black who did this to Hao Chuan.

A cold killing intent emerged on Zeng Cheng's face. He took out his phone and was about to give some instructions when he saw Hao Chuan, who was about to faint, suddenly wake up. He trembled and sat up with his legs crossed.

In the lounge of Three Eyed Ning and the man in black, they had received the news that Hao Chuan had a strange condition.

"Sir, is this the trick you secretly left behind?"

"That's right, with his little bit of skill, the man in black said. Since he can't avoid it, is he dead or alive? It all depends on his luck." The man in black seemed to be muttering to himself, but at the same time, he seemed to be answering Three Eyed Ning's question. There was an unusual and cold smile in his tone.

"Well, thank you so much, sir. After returning to Songhai City, I will definitely do my best to cooperate with your plan!" Three Eyed Ning was very confident in the man in black. He knew that Hao Chuan's suffering would not be as simple as what the man in black had said. In his eyes, Hao Chuan and Fong Tianrui must die. However, Three Eyed Ning was still a little unwilling to let them die so easily. A series of torture methods had already emerged in his mind.

The result of the draw for the top eight of the qualifiers had already come out. The madman had some contradictions in his heart. His next opponent for the qualifying round was precisely Hao Chuan.

Initially, according to the madman's thoughts, it would be fine if he didn't meet Hao Chuan. If he met Hao Chuan... he was planning to vote. After all, in the previous advancement competition... The madman knew very well about the advancement match between Hao Chuan and the cold-looking young man. In that match, he had already fought Hao Chuan in an invisible manner. Therefore, his original intention was to throw. However, there seemed to be some unexpected situation with Hao Chuan's body. This caused the madman's inner thoughts to change unknowingly.

In Zeng Cheng's lounge, fatty, who had obtained the result of the draw, had already rushed over with Fong Tianrui.

They did not enter the bedroom. The coldness emitted from Hao Chuan's body was too strong. Now, the bedroom had turned into an ice cellar. The three of them were standing three meters away from the door. Even though they were so far away, they still felt a bone-chilling coldness, which shocked Zeng Cheng and the other two.

Zeng Cheng's next opponent in the advancement competition was the overlord. Seeing this result, Zeng Cheng was silent for a moment. He knew that his trip to the Underground Black Martial Competition had basically come to an end.

As for the remaining two groups, in Zeng Cheng's opinion, there was no longer any suspense. The opponent of the man in black was Ripper, and the opponent of the old man was even worse. He was only one of the top 50 contestants in the last competition, and was ranked in the middle of the top 50. In this way, the man in black and the old man's advancement was basically guaranteed.

The only thing that was left undecided was the group of Hao Chuan and the madman. As for who would advance in this group, this discussion seemed to become more interesting as Hao Chuan's body started to deteriorate.

In the bedroom that looked like an ice cellar, Hao Chuan was currently suffering from an extremely painful torture.

There was nothing else in his consciousness. It was just one word - cold! This intense chill that seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul had even caused Hao Chuan to fall into a momentary coma.

This was an extraordinary cold, although the soul was something that could not be seen or touched. However, at this moment, Hao Chuan felt as if his soul was going to freeze and freeze.

It was too cold. This ghastly coldness seemed to have come from hell. It was an extreme coldness that made Hao Chuan suffer. This feeling was too painful. Hao Chuan even had the thought of dying right now, but at this moment, even death had become an extravagant hope.

It wasn't that Hao Chuan hadn't thought of using the air mass in his abdomen to control the coldness, but he couldn't control it at all. Under this extremely intense cold attack, the air mass in his abdomen seemed to have frozen, as if it had been frozen, completely frozen.

Currently, Hao Chuan's consciousness was on the verge of fainting. He was still fantasizing in his heart, hoping that the system would help him at the critical moment. However... there was no reaction from the system. Hao Chuan's consciousness was already somewhat cold and fuzzy. He felt that he was really going to die, at the final stage of his consciousness being blurry. A series of frozen scenes appeared in Hao Chuan's mind. There was Tang Shiqi and Mi Sisi. There was Fong Xin and then some of his friends. In the end, Ai Shanshan's figure actually appeared.

Hao Chuan's memory finally froze in this scene that was like an ice sculpture.

After losing consciousness for an unknown period of time, when he regained consciousness, Hao Chuan didn't even know whether he was alive or dead. However, no matter if he was alive or dead, at least in his senses, the coldness that made him wish he was dead had disappeared.

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