"You can condense any weapon you want. It's like this......" Zheng Ming said as he condensed a long knife.

Yan'er closed her eyes when she saw this, and a dagger was condensed in her hand. Looking at its style, it is completely similar to the dagger when the two of them first met that day.

Zheng Ming glanced at the standard knife condensed in Yan'er's hand, didn't say anything, and raised his eyes to look at the top of his head.

At this point, the countdown is over, and the floating numbers have dissipated.

"I'm going to attack." Although Yan'er has always maintained a vigilant posture, Zheng Ming still reminded her.

Seeing that Yan'er's eyes were fixed and her face showed a cautious look, Zheng Ming secretly praised in his heart, and then his feet were forced, and he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards her.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly approaching, and soon entered the range of paying attention to attacking each other, Zheng Ming, who had the advantage of attack distance with a long knife, did not choose to take the lead, but stared closely at Yan'er's every move and narrowed the distance.

As he expected, Yan'er saw him getting closer and closer, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she tried her best to hand over the dagger in her hand.

The sharp tip of the knife rapidly enlarged in the pupils, flashing a cold glow belonging to a sharp weapon, and seeing that the dagger was about to crash into the abdomen, Zheng Ming made a mistake and turned around.

Under his precise control, his body was clinging to the dagger, and he missed it by a fraction of a second. And he himself drew an arc and appeared behind Yan'er's side in the blink of an eye.

Yan'er saw Zheng Ming disappear from vision in the blink of an eye, and while her face changed wildly, she changed her stab to cut, relying on the spinning action, and attacked behind her.

Zheng Ming had expected this, his left hand lightly rested on Yan'er's right wrist holding the dagger, firmly blocking the opponent's next attack, and his right hand let go of the weapon and slashed at Yan'er's neck instead.

In just a moment, the winner is decided. Yan'er, who was hit the side of her neck, only felt that her eyes were dark, and she was paralyzed.

Zheng Ming on the side, looking at Yan'er, whose neck was twisted and slowly dissipated after falling to the ground, hugged his arms and took a few steps back.

After waiting quietly for about two or three minutes, the shadow creature of the little girl's appearance condensed in front of him again.

"You've been resurrected for a little longer than I thought." Zheng Ming spoke indifferently to Yan'er, who knelt on the ground after condensing her figure, hugging her neck and looking frightened.

As if she had finally recovered from her fear, Yan'er slowly raised her head and looked at Zheng Ming, her eyes full of doubts and incomprehension.

"I'm just as physically fit as you. But you also see the consequences. Combat is not just about energy levels and physical strength. Under the same conditions, you can't even let me go under the knife. ”

Zheng Ming's unceremonious words sounded like a sharp sword in Yan'er's ears. His face changed a few times, and finally stopped at unwillingness.

"Again." She clenched the dagger in her hand and gritted her teeth at Zheng Ming and said.

Zheng Ming didn't say anything more, and still rushed towards her.

Still charged head-on as always, or Yan'er took the lead in handing out the dagger. However, with the experience just now, at the same moment when Zheng Ming dodged the dagger's stab, Yan'er turned the dagger in her hand and slashed straight at Zheng Ming's abdomen.

Just when she thought that this attack would at least make him scramble, Zheng Ming disappeared from her vision again.

When her vision shifted down to lock on to Zheng Ming again, she saw him maintain an eerie posture close to the ground, dodging the attack, and raising his foot to kick her heart.

The tiptoes that came straight to the heart in the field of vision were getting slower and slower, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. However, she found that she was helpless in the face of such a slow attack. Her body stagnated with the stagnant space, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move quickly.

With a sharp pain, Yan'er slowly fell to the ground like a prawn arched up, holding her chest. It was as if the blood had suddenly accumulated and flowed backwards into her brain, causing her mind to go blank and then fall into darkness.

After mercilessly making another fatal move, Zheng Ming stood up and waited with his arms crossed.

After another nearly five or six minutes of waiting, the shadow condensed into Yan'er's appearance again.

He glanced at Yan'er, who was kneeling on the ground with his chest crossed, his face showing a look of pain and dazedness, and Yan'er, who couldn't stand up for a long time, spoke flatly.

"Have you reached your limit? It is said that there is a great terror between life and death, and even adults can't avoid it. After all, it's a little girl, and she can barely condense her body after experiencing it twice, so she can be regarded as tenacious. ”

Hearing Zheng Ming's muttering to herself, Yan'er gritted her teeth and propped herself up, "I'm okay." Having said that, her constantly trembling legs, in Zheng Ming's opinion, did not look like she could continue to fight.

"I don't know why you're getting stronger. But I can tell you clearly that the strong ones aren't the ones in the fighting arena, and the performances are more important than the fighting banter. The real strong are all killed in the sea of corpses and blood. Taking into account the names of both sides, leaving hands everywhere is not called a fight.

Don't think it's any different to kill a ubiquitous trash with your abilities. I have more blood on my hands than anyone you've ever seen. ”

Yan'er looked at Zheng Ming when she heard this, and at this moment she only felt that Zheng Ming in front of her had changed her whole image and temperament. She was extremely sensitive in this regard, as if she was in front of the sea of blood, and there was a faint smell of blood coming to her nose.

Zheng Ming saw that Yan'er was on the spot, his eyes were unfocused, as if he was looking at himself, and as if he was looking into the distance, and slowly gathered his momentum.

"You don't have to fight people all the time to survive. You live in Starland, a city of peace and tranquility with a wide variety of options. You can forget about being a carefree little girl in the way some people can't even dream of. You're in luck, this option is right in front of you. ”

When he said this, Zheng Ming's eyes seemed to reappear the blond figure bathed in the sun, as if he was about to compete with the rising sun.

Even if some people cross the sea of blood and stand on the top of the corpse mountain, they can't realize their desire to live a dull life, while some people are like moths to a fire and resolutely want to break into the point of no return.

Zheng Ming was in a trance for a while, but his expression was so complicated that she couldn't understand it in Yan'er's eyes.

As if sensing Yan'er's gaze, Zheng Ming quickly came back to his senses. He retracted the expression on his face and returned to his usual calm and coldness. After leaving a sentence, the figure slowly dissipated.

"That's all for today. I hope you think about it and give me an answer. ”

All that remained in the dueling arena was a reverberating voice and a little girl standing still.

"Don't you care about that scumbag? But is it really possible to forget what has happened and treat it as if it never happened? ”

In the whisper, a gust of wind blew, blowing the yellow sand in the field. It seems that this virtual dueling arena is becoming more and more empty and real.