"This is definitely not the power that humans can have! decay and then regenerate! No, this is not regeneration!" Wendy stood beside Randy Reinhardt, clearly seeing the few strands of black hair on his sideburns quickly turn white, and the small muscles in his ears also became gray and flabby, as if he had aged dozens of years in just a dozen seconds.

"He's overdrawing his life force! Overdrawing is not restoration, it's another form of destruction and consumption! This, it's like the power of the Immortal Soul!" Wendy didn't say the last half of the sentence. Because even she was just guessing, and she couldn't confirm what was going on.

"Oh, can it be reborn?" Luo Ning gritted his teeth and stood up, his thoughts far heavier than the expression on his face. Sword Dance Horay is already one of the most powerful warrior skills he has ever mastered. If this can't bring fatal damage to the opponent, then you can only pin your hopes on the "White Night Slash" that has only been released a few times and has never been shot after the skill is fully upgraded.

"What a powerful sword move, it almost ruined my arm!" Randy Reinhardt stood up straight, his legs straightened with the dragon lance, and his fighting spirit erupted fiercely, shattering the blood scabs on both arms, revealing the smooth skin below.

He re-grasped the dragon lance, his feet zigzagged forward along a unique and mysterious path, approaching Luo Ning step by step, and stopped when the scarlet dark lines on the surface of the dragon lance were the brightest, his expression gradually became crazy and distorted: "But unfortunately, your strength is not enough to seriously injure me!"

"Hu ——" fighting qi surged like a cloud, blowing the hot wind of hunting, shuttling around Randy Reinhardt's body, and quickly transformed into a blood-colored dragon shadow with wings on its back. Randy shook the tip of his spear, and the dragon immediately opened its bloody mouth and roared, even more terrifying than Dean Solas when he lost his mind and activated his soul magic.

The enemy is in full swing, and our new tactics have not yet been born. Luo Ning did not choose to slam hard from the front at this time, but cleverly used a "fearless charge" to the side, and in an instant, he burst to the edge of the field, leaving only a vague gray shadow in place.

"Boom!" the blood-colored dragon shadow's huge mouth snapped down, breaking through a shallow circular pit nearly half a meter deep on the ground. Every inch of sand in the shallow pit was scorched black by the flames, and a trace of black smoke came out.

However, no matter how powerful it was, it only had time to smash the gray shadow. Randy's blow missed!

"Huh?" Randy pulled out the dragon lance from the ground and looked at Ronin at the edge of the gladiatorial arena. Countless scarlet threads crawled down the dragon lance up Randy's body, converging on his cheeks, and submerging into the two gradually reddening eyes, which looked particularly terrifying. Luo Ning was surprised, but he didn't let go of this rare respite, and used the remaining fighting qi in his body with all his strength, rendering a layer of pure white and flawless crystal glow on the surface of the Storm Demon Sword.

Luo Ning raised the Storm Demon Sword in both hands, and the majestic fighting qi fluctuated like ripples in circles, transmitting his next words into the distance: "The power just now really can't help you, so what about now?!"

Randy and Wendy were fine, but the warrior trainees on the sidelines were not calm: "What kind of skill is that, why is his fighting spirit so violent?"

The student with better eyesight shouted: "Everyone be careful! This kid's fighting spirit is strange! If his sword is chopped down, we won't be able to resist it!"

Karen was about to pull Wendy back, but the latter held her hand: "Don't worry! I just look at the action of this move: Ronin's strength is not what it used to be, and his control of power is particularly amazing! This sword can smash the ground of the gladiatorial arena and split the handrails of the stands, but it will definitely lose its power at the tiptoe of those guys." They're just scaring themselves!"

"Really?" Karen's ears heard Luo Ning's loud shout, her eyes were pierced by the white bright light, and her body fell backwards under the layers of qi waves. Either way, he didn't think Wendy's words had any basis.

"It's true!" Wendy opened her palm, and a silver star floated out of each of her five fingertips. The five stars quickly intertwined in mid-air, creating a fan-shaped transparent wall of light, helping Karen block the impact of the White Night Slash.

"Hum!" the crescent-shaped white sword light swept straight by, filling all corners of the gladiatorial arena with a blinding cold light. Randy Reinhardt, who was opposite Ronin, saw that the situation was not good, and he also got up and stabbed out with a shot at the huge sword light. This shot looks unremarkable, and anyone who has touched a dragon lance can use it. However, the infinite power it contains is more than ten times better than the previous gun, which is quite a kind of "heavy sword without edge, big ingenuity does not work". After the dragon spear was shaken out, the scarlet dragon shadow rolling around Randy was also more condensed, and the scales and long beards were all complete, almost real.

The two energies quickly approached and collided, turning into two hemispherical light masks, one red and one white, and then stalemate in mid-air, instantly roasting the surrounding air to a scorching boil.

"Boom!"

This balance lasted only a few seconds before it was completely shattered with a roar. The pure white sword light finally crushed the impact of the dragon lance, and along with the dark red dragon lance, it slammed into Randy's body. And the next development of things was just as Wendy had expected, the ground was slashed by the sword light, and the stands continued to disintegrate in the huge energy, but those warrior students were safe and sound, and they happened to be outside the scope of this "White Night Slash".

After a long time, the white light dissipated with the wind, and the students hurriedly looked down, only to find that Luo Ning was the only one left in the huge gladiatorial arena barely standing. He staggered to the crack near the stands, and smiled at the dying figure lying in the crack, "How is it, is my strength enough?"

Yes, this contest is over, it ended unexpectedly, and it ended unscathed! It only took three skills to determine the winner - the light of the White Night Slash engulfed the roaring giant dragon shadow, sliced through the strange dark red dragon spear, and embedded it deep in Randy Reinhardt's chest.

Fortunately, Luo Ning's mind was still clear, and he withdrew his energy at the last moment when the sword light left his body, and did not release all the power of the White Night Slash, which saved Randy Reinhardt's life.

The proportions he left behind were not known to those warrior cadets. All they saw was a blur of flesh and blood on Randy's chest, lying motionless in the huge crack, not knowing whether he was alive or dead!

"Boss!", "Big Brother Randy!", "Lord Randy!"

The students hurriedly jumped down from the stands and ran towards Randy, who had passed out, only to be stopped by a petite figure two or three meters away from him.

Wendy, who was wearing a lilac priest's robe, raised her head proudly, her eyes cold and calm: "If you don't want his life to be in danger, you all step back, don't hinder me from doing the treatment!"

(End of chapter)