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At the moment when he cut through the flowing air flow around his body and came towards his chest with a faint "whoosh" sound like a fly, Ling Xue took advantage of a sideways rotation to dodge the attack, and threw his right hand from his waist to his back, and the weapon that was originally on his right hand was transferred to his left hand.

A backhand swipe.

The rotation ends, and the eyes are opened.

After a period of sighing and silence in the audience, enthusiastic applause and another round of abuse began to erupt, and everyone seemed to be about to lift the roof of the wooden building.

Looking at the thin and bloody streaks on the neck of the fallen little girl, Ling Xue threw the delicate and sharp dagger in her hand into the dense crowd in disgust, which instantly provoked a crazy robbery from the audience.

"It's dirty, change it next time." Facing the masked man who came to lead the way, Ling Xue explained lightly.

In this trial ground, there are no weapons to enter. All weapons are selected by the player or NPC in the arsenal before they come on.

The masked man nodded with icy eyes, turned around the auditorium and walked forward.

"It's really not fun to see this woman kill people!" Ling Xue, who was following her, suddenly heard a dissatisfied shout in the audience.

Following the prestige, she saw a man with a splint and bandage in his right hand in a crowd of spectators, which was particularly eye-catching in such a fierce audience, not to mention that he was accompanied by a little boy who ate candy.

After a pause, Ling Xue, who had thought of something, suddenly turned around and rushed in the direction of the strap-on man.

"Bang!" Ling Xue hit the strap-on man straight up.

"Stinky ****, you're looking for death!" The man who was hurt by the collision scolded loudly.

"Smack!" The sound of the whip rubbing against the flesh, trying to restrain the momentum under her feet, Ling Xue suddenly felt a hot pain in her back.

You don't have to look back to know that this whip must have been swung on him by the masked man to punish him for his disobedience.

"Keep up." The masked man's emotionless gaze swept coldly, and the originally noisy crowd was silent for a moment, and even the sound of breathing could be heard in a huge gladiatorial arena.

"Yes." Biting her lip and enduring the pain, Ling Xue walked behind the man under the gaze of everyone, and followed him closely back to his own iron cage in the dungeon.

To be determined, the masked man exited the dungeon and walked away. Ling Xue took out a white porcelain vase and a bulging cloth bag through the iron fence and put them on the boundary belonging to 325. After doing all this, she returned to the corner, curled up and began to close her eyes again.

The boy, who noticed her movements, put down the two small objects for a while, and then cautiously walked to the iron bar, picked up the white porcelain bottle, uncorked it, put it under his nose and smelled it. Then he glanced at Ling Xue, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, and smeared the white powder poured out of the white porcelain bottle on the wound on his waist.

After watching the wound that was still bleeding on the white powder, it only took ten minutes for it to stop bleeding. The boy then moved his gaze to the bulging cloth bag. He picked it up, ripped the rope on the mouth of the sack, and poured the contents of the bag into the palm of his right hand.

When he found that what fell into his palm was a dozen candy of different colors and exquisite workmanship. He hesitated for a moment, but finally did not resist the temptation to pinch one of them and threw it into his mouth. When the rich sweetness spread in his mouth, he looked at Ling Xue not far away, and his face was so swollen that he couldn't see the original appearance, revealing a strange expression that seemed to cry and laugh.

The whiplash on her back was still burning and hurting, and it seemed to remind Ling Xue of her stupidity.

But even Ling Xue herself didn't know why, when she saw the small porcelain bottle protruding from the waist of the man with bandages and splints, she remembered that her temporary neighbor, the little boy, was still injured, and then, the ghost ran over to steal his medicine, and took the candy that the little boy next to her was carrying in his arms.

This kind of behavior of helping a life-and-death opponent but falling back injured is really not ordinary stupidity. What's more, she didn't even earn a word of thanks!

Ling Xue, who was rarely unhappy, glared at the boy who had fallen asleep, pursed her lips, and fell asleep against the railing of the iron cage.

Tomorrow, there's a showdown between her and the boy.

"There is snow in Kitayama, congratulations on becoming the final winner of this trial. Now, you can mention your wishes. "In the huge room made of gray bluestone, behind the black veil hanging in the center, there is a mysterious figure, his cold voice is like a poisonous snake that silently entangles you, stimulating every sense of the body of the person who hears it.

"Any wish?" Ling Xue looked around at the room where there were no other furnishings except for a few large coiling dragon pillars and a black light veil swaying with the flowing breeze, and the room was so empty that she could hear the echo even if she spoke softly, and asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha...... Of course. The person behind the black gauze seemed to be amused by Ling Xue's suspicion, he laughed loudly, and the agitated inner breath instantly rolled the hanging black gauze in the air, floating desperately. Ling Xue clearly saw a man in black sitting on the red sandalwood chair in the center of the high platform behind the veil, his face was wearing a mask like herself, but his was a blue-faced fangs that were not beautiful or even terrifying.

"Divine weapons, famous skills, rare treasures...... And the gang order you want, there is snow in the North Mountain, which of them do you want? The man's slow and low tone sounded to Ling Xue at the moment, more like the whispering temptation of a demon who could see through people's hearts in her ear, so that she couldn't help biting her thin lip and sobering herself with a tingling sensation.

As long as she simply touches her upper and lower lips, the biggest purpose of her trip is at her fingertips. It's just that......

Tightening the small wooden plaque in the palm of her hand, which had been painted off and couldn't see what it was for, Ling Xue's eyes appeared in front of her eyes when she woke up in the dungeon iron cage this morning......

Although the darkness of the dungeon made it impossible to distinguish between day and night, Ling Xue's good biological clock still allowed her to wake up on time in the early morning.

"I can't win you."

Just as she was about to look at her light screen to confirm the time, she suddenly heard the voice of the boy in the iron cage next door, like grit grinding the ground.

Ling Xue subconsciously turned her head sideways, and saw that her opponent of life and death today was sitting cross-legged closest to her iron cage with an indifferent face, looking at her with empty and obscure eyes.

"I've lived in the wolves for eight years to win here. But, I know, I can't beat you. "The instincts of the beast are the most accurate," said the boy, " ”

Eight years in the wolf pack!? A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xue's eyes, and then disappeared. She secretly wondered in her heart, no wonder she only felt a little jealous of him when she saw him for the first time. It seems that after living with wolves for eight years, he has already integrated the fighting in the beast talent into his blood and bones, and it has become an instinct.

"Can I ask you something?" Just as Ling Xue wondered why the boy was talking to her, the boy twitched the muscles of his cheeks a few times at her, as if he wanted to show his friendship to her. It's just that the lack of communication for many years has made him even the most basic smile very awkward.

At this time, a system prompt flashed in front of Ling Xue's eyes:

Are you accepting requests from number 325?

The brainless system prompt made Ling Xue hesitate for a moment, but in the end, she silently recited the "yes" option in her heart in the boy's slightly begging and hopeful gaze.

Seeing that she accepted the task, the boy's bruised face rarely showed a little innocence that belonged to a teenager, but this innocence quickly disappeared into sadness and hatred with his narration.

"I didn't know who my parents were since I was born, but for as long as I can remember, I lived with my sister, who was eight years older than me, in a small cabin deep in the mountains, hunting for a living......"

"My sister was taken here by the people of the Colosseum when I was seven years old, and she never went back......"

"I came here voluntarily because I'm going to kill the boss here, and I'm going to avenge my sister......"

"But," the boy who had told the story intermittently looked at the mask on Ling Xue's face with a desperate expression, and once again raised the corners of his bruised mouth. "You're a good guy, you don't want to kill me, but you have to kill me......"

With a weak voice, he didn't finish his words, but Ling Xue knew what task he wanted to entrust to him. It's just that thinking of what happened to the boy after saying these words, she couldn't bear it in her heart, even if she knew that the boy in front of her was just a bunch of data virtualized by the system.

There was silence for a long time before she gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll help you kill the boss here."

"Thank you!" The boy who heard his promise nodded gratefully, took out a dirty wooden sign from the weedy pile next to him and handed it to Ling Xue. "This wooden plaque that has followed me since I was born should be my reward for completing the quest for you."

325 Wooden Plaque: Unknown (quest not completed)

Ling Xue, who took the small wooden card, checked its attributes with her hand, but found that the explanatory text on it was as if it was not said.

"You can ......rest assured" Seeing that the boy who handed out the wooden sign looked relieved like the last thing in his life, Ling Xue squirmed a few times, but the word "go" on the tip of her tongue never came out.

"Sister, thank you for the sugar, it's really sweet." The boy smiled absently, returned to the corner where he had cowered, tossed the last candy from the cloth bag into his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't open his eyes until the masked man in black opened the door and came in, calling the two out of the iron cage to go to the gladiatorial arena to face off......

Taking out the dagger that he had tied to his waist, the dagger that the boy had used to stick in his chest, Ling Xue stared at the fanged mask with a sharp gaze like a blade, and made a choice.

"My wish is to have a fair duel with you!"