Chapter 462: Cold Battle

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Qin Wuyou didn't want to tell Ye Nan, and he didn't force it. After all, abilities are people's secrets. If they don't want to tell you, there's nothing you can do about it. With difficulty, he put on the clothes Qin Wuyou threw over him. After he was done wearing them, Qin Wuyou lifted him off the ring and then began to heal his injuries.

When Qin Wuyou was helping Ye Nan heal his injuries, Angel Leng and Zi Luolan turned to look at each other almost at the same time. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both saw the meaning of fighting in each other's eyes.

"A fight?" Violet suddenly laughed and asked the angel who was looking at her coldly.

"Fight!" Angel Leng nodded.

When she heard Violet's invitation to fight, Angel Leng was a little excited. When she first came to this planet, she was attacked and punched a few times by this woman. She always remembered it. She had always thought about calling him back one day, but then she got to know her unexpectedly, and he didn't deliberately provoke her, so she didn't have a reason to attack him. Now that Violet offered what she wanted, she could finally do it. Don't underestimate a woman's ability to hold grudges. Even if she is an incredibly beautiful woman, she is still a woman.

At the moment when the angel nodded coldly, the two men appeared on the ring at the same time, facing each other face to face from a distance of more than ten meters.

Ye Nan's serious injury was entirely caused by his own hands, and the two of them could barely be considered friends, so Qin Wuyou would naturally do his best to treat him.

It didn't take long for Ye Nan to recover with Qin Wuyou's help. Ye Nan was shocked for a while and kept pinching and touching her body. He knew very well about his body that even if he received the best medical treatment, it would be impossible to recover in less than ten days and a half. However, under Qin Wuyou's treatment, he was healed in less than two minutes, which made him couldn't help but feel sorry for Qin Wuyou again. The difference is felt in the ability to worry.

After a while, Ye Nan accepted this fact, but he didn't ask any more questions. After all, everyone has their own secrets. Asking too many questions would only annoy people. He still understood this.

The two of them were sitting side by side on the ground of the training ground. Looking at the two people facing each other in the ring, Ye Nan asked Qin Wuyou beside him: "Who do you think will win?"

"Cold." Qin Wuyou blurted out without thinking, just like Ziluolan asked Angel Leng at that time. Neither of them hesitated at all. They both obviously had strong confidence in their companions. Although they had never fought against Ziluolan, He still thinks Angel Leng has a better chance of winning.

Angel Leng is much stronger now than when he first came here. After having so many sparring matches with her, Qin Wuyou thinks that he still has a big say in Angel Leng's strength. If her strength is When he gets crazy, even he feels troubled.

"I don't agree. This woman, Zi Luolan, is much more difficult to deal with than me. I think she has a greater chance of winning." Ye Nan shook his head, not agreeing with Qin Wuyou's point of view.

Qin Wuyou did not argue with him. He looked at the two people on the stage and said calmly: "Then we will wait and see."

The two people who were originally facing each other on the ring erupted with terrifying momentum at the same time. The terrifying aura enveloped the entire place. The momentum of the two collided with each other, and the entire ring was shaken several times by the pressure of the two.

In vain, at the same moment both of them galloped towards each other and launched an attack.

Angel Leng's body was boiling with mana, and his whole body was as if it were made of ice and snow. It bloomed with divine light, and his golden hair turned into a piece of snow-white.

He slashed forward with a sword. The cold air was like a knife. Although it was shadowless and invisible, the sword energy penetrated everything. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was cut through and turned into nothingness.

Violet on the opposite side was not to be outdone, holding an amethyst spear, pointing directly at Angel Leng's face. At this moment, it seemed that in all things in the world, only a ray of purple light with a soft chirping sound came towards Angel Leng.

"These two women look very attractive, but their attacks are more ruthless than the other, attacking directly at the gate of life and destroying all life. If one of them takes the other's attack forcefully, the consequences... tsk tsk." Looking at the two people who started to attack, Ye Nan, who was sitting at the bottom, shook his head and said.

"The two of them are just testing their moves at the beginning, and there is not much difference in strength between the two sides. The winner will not be determined in a short time. Just be patient and wait and see." Qin Wuyou said while looking at the ring intently.

The moment Angel Leng and Zi Luolan made a move, they were shocked. The terrifying fluctuations of the color of the sky and the earth, with its powerful power, gave people a feeling of being unable to compete, and made people tremble.

Everyone watching the excitement in the audience exclaimed in shock, all looking horrified.

Facing Violet's attack, Angel Leng didn't panic at all, and his entire body turned into a beam of light, pointing directly at Violet's neck.

Violet did not dodge Angel Leng's attack. Instead, she took the initiative to face Angel Leng's attack and stabbed Angel Leng's heart in vain with the spear in her hand.

The amethyst spear had the advantage of length and arrived first. Looking at the spear at close range, Angel Leng could feel the stinging edge from the sharp spear head. If it was hit, it would definitely be penetrated without any hindrance.

When the spear was about to hit, Angel Leng turned around very quickly, avoided the attack of the spear, and passed by it.

Angel Leng's body was close to the amethyst spear and he rushed toward Violet, and the sword in his hand flashed past. The attack ended, and the two stood more than ten meters apart with their backs facing each other.

Looking at the long sword in his hand that had obviously been hit but didn't feel any force at all, Angel Leng could not help but frown slightly. It's this feeling again. The last time I came to this planet, I faced the same situation when I fought with this woman.

Turning around, he looked at Violet, who had her back turned to him, and saw that she was standing straight on the spot, with an obvious cut mark on her neck, splitting her head and body into two.

The strange thing is that after her head was severed, it did not fall off her body, and no blood flowed from the broken wound.

After a moment, a burst of purple smoke suddenly emerged from the wound, and the smoke from the body and head flowed together like water.

In the blink of an eye, the purple smoke receded, and all the severe wounds on Violet's neck disappeared, leaving no trace at all.

Violet turned around to face Angel Leng and twisted her neck: "A very sharp attack."

"Why not hide if you can?" Angel Leng frowned and looked at Violet.

"It's not necessary. You know, this kind of attack is completely ineffective against me." Violet shrugged, her tone revealing a sense of arrogance and pride.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to react and will be killed by me?" Angel Leng put his fingers together and slowly wiped the sword in his hand.

"No, your speed can't threaten me." Violet's tone was very ordinary, but there was a sense of contempt for Angel Leng in and out of her words.

Perhaps angered by Violet's contemptuous attitude, Angel Leng stopped talking nonsense and directly attacked with all his strength, leaving afterimages in the air and quickly approaching Violet.

Violet danced with the spear in her hand, and her moves were wide open and closed, carrying the general trend of the world and dancing rapidly in the void, with an unpredictable trajectory.

As the violet spear danced at extremely high speed, the entire space of the training ground began to shake violently, as if a tsunami was about to sweep over the world, and the terrifying fluctuations were overwhelming.

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