Chapter 1424

That face happened to meet Pei Yibai's eyes, his mind was shocked, and he looked at the people on the stage with blazing eyes, without moving his gaze for a long time.

This scene fell into He Chengzhi's eyes, as if Pei Yibai saw that little fresh meat, he sighed faintly.

"You mean that person?" Pei Yibai raised his hand while speaking, pointing his fingertips at Yiting's back.

"Well, you think his face looks familiar too, don't you?"

Pei Yibai pulled the corner of his lips lightly, "Is it more than familiar?"

Although this face is still immature, compared with the photo of Yi Ting six years ago, it is just an enlarged version of Yi Ting.

"What do you think? He and Yi Ting are indeed very similar, but is there some kind of relationship between them? Or is it just that they look alike?" Now, He Chengzhi is no longer as foolish as before, but has a serious face .

If the young master of the Pei family is still alive, this is a huge event, watching the game is completely unqualified to compare with this event.

Moreover, if this person is Yi Ting, then he has been alive for so many years, and when the accident happened, he was old enough to remember, why he never went back to Pei's house to show his existence?

This point, He Chengzhi couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Pei Yibai didn't answer the words. At some point, his eyes all fell on the stage and he didn't move at all.

"I think, I have to ask him personally about this matter." The him here naturally refers to the person on the stage.

On stage, Yiting felt that he was struggling more and more.

Something wrong with the body was conveyed so clearly, even though he didn't know which link had the accident, but now Yiting dare not gamble with his future.

Taking advantage of his sanity not being completely devoured, he quickly got up from the ground.

Success or failure depends on one stroke, Yiting gritted his teeth, and when the opponent attacked, he quickly launched a fight.

Thanks to the blow to the head just now, his head is clear now, but if he continues to drag on, he is not sure if he will do something out of control on stage.

"Ah!!!" Everyone could only hear the young man on the stage roaring suddenly, and the whole indoor arena was surging like a storm in an instant, and the situation was quickly reversed by the roaring young man.

Yiting, who was already showing a defeat, seemed to have used the prehistoric power in his body, and his hard fists went straight to the opponent's life gate, forcing the opponent to retreat steadily.

"It's not right!" He Chengzhi shook his head and commented.

"This young man, something's not right." He pointed at Yiting, Pei Yibai finally managed to focus on He Chengzhi, his eyes seemed to ask what was wrong.

"Did you see that? His attack seemed ferocious, but his whole body was trembling slightly, and he punched the opponent three times in a row, but he didn't knock anyone down."

"Get to the point!" Pei Yibai ordered.

He Chengzhi is a doctor with sharp attention span, which is naturally incomparable to ordinary people.

"I can't tell. Anyway, he must have made a mistake. Maybe he has noticed it himself. He wants to end this fight early, otherwise, if he continues, he will be risking his life."

Just as he was speaking, Yiting's voice suddenly increased, and after an angry roar, his opponent was knocked off the stage with a "bang".

"Damn it, it's scary."

"This...isn't it too ruthless? The rhythm of beating people to death!"

Of course, there were more cheers, "Good job!"

Yiting only felt those sounds, like mosquitoes, buzzing in his ears, as if his head was about to explode.

All the strength in his body seemed to be lost in an instant. He couldn't seem to hear what the host was saying, and his whole body went limp, and he fell directly to the ground.

Pei Yibai stood up abruptly, "What's going on?"

"Maybe I'm just tired, or maybe..."

Before He Chengzhi finished speaking, Pei Yibai had already come out of his seat and walked towards the table.

After being stunned for a second, He Chengzhi yelled: "Hey, wait for me." As he spoke, he started to follow.

Yiting was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, the sweat on his forehead was like raindrops, his whole body was trembling and weak as if being placed on top of an oven.

During the competition just now, I didn't feel that my body was so uncomfortable, but now I am gnawing on my bones with thousands of ants.

Pei Yibai ignored everyone's astonished gazes, walked directly to the stage, and knelt down in front of Yiting.

A black shadow was projected on Yi Ting's face, the glare of the light was blocked, and he closed his eyes slightly without moving.

"How do you feel?" An unfamiliar voice came from above.

Yiting took a few deep breaths before opening his eyes forcefully.

At first he thought it was the host, but he didn't expect it to be a strange man.

Yiting moved his lips, and found that he had been lying on the ground for too long, struggling hard, trying to get up.

Seeing this, Pei Yibai extended his hand and helped him up.

"Thank you." Yi Ting said in a hoarse voice, his face was surprisingly red.

The inadvertently revealed strangeness caused Pei Yibai's expression to pause.

It can be clearly seen that the moment the young man saw himself, there was no wave in his eyes at all.

It means that his face doesn't affect him in the slightest.

And the next moment, Yiting turned around and stepped off the stage, his steps staggering slightly.

"How is it? What did you say?" He Chengzhi walked over and blocked Pei Yibai's way.

He shook his head, but said nothing.

He Chengzhi became anxious, "What do you mean by shaking your head? Is he not your brother? Or does he not admit it?"

"I came to Kyoto once last year, and Er Bao said that he saw his uncle here." Pei Yibai suddenly replied.

He Chengzhi's eyes widened, and he smacked his lips: "Is this the boy you're talking about?"

"I looked for it later, but I didn't see it, so I gave up." Pei Yibai looked in the direction Yiting left, and when he helped him up just now, he clearly saw the sign hanging on the boy's chest.

Yan Yiting.

Yiting, Yiting, this is a coincidence.

"Now?" He Chengzhi put his hand on Pei Yibai's shoulder and asked curiously.

"Go over and check him to see if he has taken any medicine."

"I?"

"Is there a problem?" Pei Yibai raised his eyebrows, He Chengzhi just wanted to nod, seeing his expression, he shook his head resentfully.

When they walked over, Yiting took a bottle of ice water and unscrewed the cap, and rushed it over his head.

Just doing this did not relieve his discomfort, but the heat wave became more violent.

Yi Ting was on the verge of being irritable. He looked at the time and saw that there were still more than ten minutes before the start. He immediately wanted to walk away and take a cold shower. Otherwise, he would not be able to start the third round at all.

"Wait." A young man walked up to him and blocked his way.

Yiting was suspicious of He Chengzhi's identity, but saw that the other party directly grabbed his hand and placed it on the pulse gate.

"You..." Yiting's face changed slightly.

"Shh, you took medicine that you shouldn't be taking, and it's useless to take a cold shower now."