But now was not the time to faint. Ning Xia endured the severe pain and allowed her bleeding wings to fall down naturally. Blood pattered onto the ground as the wings slid, and soon the ground was bright red, spreading a thin layer.
At this moment, Lu Wei had changed back. Obviously, his conscious struggle was not successful, and the whole bird once again began to attack randomly in a "suicidal behavior". Ning Xia couldn't avoid it and was hit hard several times, almost knocking her unconscious.
"What does she want to do?" A Ming, who was not far away, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself in confusion.
"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die, and I still want to hit him after being injured like that." Zhang Ying snorted coldly, seeming to be very disdainful of Ning Xia's behavior, but there was a hint of sourness in his words.
"We should go against the current in cultivation. It's really respectable for a white boy to reach this point." A Ming ignored Fa Xiao who was having an awkward moment.
"What else can she do in this state? It's just taking advantage of the opponent's confusion. If she had met me, I'm afraid she would have lost long ago..." Zhang Ying said angrily.
Zhang Ying lost. He completely lost the competition with Fa Xiao and was not qualified to advance to the next round. He was already in a bad mood, but when he saw that a white man could participate in the fourth round of the competition, he felt even more awkward because of his arrogance.
"But you have already lost." A Ming said pointedly, stopping Fa Xiao from chattering incessantly. He was not only talking about Zhang Ying losing to him, but also saying that Zhang Ying was inferior to Ning Xia.
In the same stalemate match, Zhang Ying easily gave up, but Ningxia has been able to persist until now, even with such serious injuries, even in the face of an opponent that is difficult to defeat.
Zhang Ying understood what Fa Xiao meant, froze, and then left without looking back.
"Don't you want to watch?" Seeing that the other person didn't turn around, he shook his head, knowing that the guy's pride couldn't stand it, so he followed him wordlessly.
"No matter who wins this battle, I'm afraid there will be no more strength left. You won't meet any of them, so why are you watching?" He said angrily.
A Ming helplessly looked at Fa Xiao's back as he walked away more and more hurriedly. He sighed, and for the first time there was a smile on his lips: "You are a duplicitous guy." He obviously cared about it.
He turned back and glanced at the Dingbi Arena in the distance, then slowly walked away in the direction of his hair.
A Ming sometimes didn't understand why Zhang Ying liked to pay attention to other people's affairs so much, just like the other party didn't understand why he didn't like to be a director, and no one could convince anyone.
However, they are so different but have a very similar focus, which is to gaze at the strong. They all yearn for the strong, challenge the strong, and look forward to one day becoming stronger than the strong. They are indeed on the path to becoming strong.
Just when they were embarking on the road of destiny, they met Ningxia, a non-routine person who was supposed to be the weak but refused to show weakness, who was not strong but defeated the strong. This made them suspicious.
But Zhang Ying, who was walking in front, had a different world in her heart.
Although he said careless words, he was secretly fighting in his heart. He cared about the white stone very much, just like his hair, he cared about a mere white stone.
He didn't understand how a white boy...how could he do this? He stopped, turned around and walked towards the competition platform.
"..." A Ming followed silently.
"I...I just wanted to see how miserably that white guy died."
Ningxia never thought about losing. Now that she has come to this point and endured a lot of suffering, this blood cannot be shed in vain.
She inserted her claw into the stone slab on the competition platform and dug out a small piece with great effort. The stone soaked in blood glowed red from the inside, and there was a slight golden light from the outside. While distracted, avoid the opponent's attack.
Ningxia took a deep breath, poured the demonic power into the stone, and guided the subtle power to outline a rough pattern in the stone. She is already familiar with this pattern, but she has rarely succeeded in it in the past ten years. She hopes that this time will be a lucky one.
Golden lines quickly formed and grew in the stone, forming a mysterious magnetic field. At this time, the stone in Ning Xia's hand shone brightly, and everyone present was stunned for a moment, immersed in the solemnity of that moment.
I don't know why, but something hidden in their blood started to throb to a certain extent at that moment.
When they looked at Ningxia in surprise, she was holding a brick-red stone in her hand, with a shiny, natural and smooth texture. There are scattered golden veins all over it, which look a bit like natural lines.
Ningxia has not forgotten business. Just now, this guy gave her several blows while she was carving. Those parts were still burning, and she didn't dare to look at her body, for fear of seeing something terrible.
Ah, hey, man, when did you wake up? When Ningxia posed and prepared to deal with the person opposite, she was dumbfounded.
Yes, those bright eyes, he has woken up. Ningxia couldn't help but be more vigilant. Those with brains were more difficult to deal with than those without brains.
However, she is no longer afraid because of the fire array. What are you afraid of? One will blast one, two will blast one pair. Ningxia held the strange red stone and faced Lu Wei.
"Boy from the Lu family, why don't you admit defeat? Once the thing in her hand is activated, I'm afraid your life will be lost." The referee who had remained silent suddenly spoke up, his eyes never leaving Ningxia's embrace. The fallen stones have a complicated expression.
Lu Wei's face changed rapidly, turning blue and green, the veins in his neck beat violently several times, and the blood scab that had condensed burst open, oozing out blood. His wings trembled violently a few times, he lowered his head, and finally raised his lips: "I lost.".
Lu Wei woke up when the light suddenly appeared and remembered everything just now. I remember that I was injured by a white beetle, and I remember how I was teased when I lost control. His heart was filled with anger and rage, and all kinds of emotions were stirring in his heart, as if it was going to explode.
At that moment, he really wanted to rush forward and tear Ningxia into pieces, even if he would be blasted to death. But he finally regained his sense and surrendered in humiliation.
Even if his heart is as high as the sky, he dare not say that he can easily defeat the spiritual weapon in Ning Xia's hand. Yes, a spiritual weapon. A Baizi actually created a powerful spiritual weapon alive on the spot.
The referee's anomaly was the last straw for him. Even the opponent thought he would be killed by this white guy if this continued.
Is he crazy, or is the world crazy?
ha? A white one? Such a guy turned out to be a white boy.
Lu Wei let out a burst of rage, inexplicably revealing a trace of madness and despair, as if something had been broken.
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