Du Ze thought in his heart, and the host's voice rang out:

"In the next game, Di Xue'er, a senior ancient martial artist of the technical department, will fight against Wu Qing, an intermediate innate realm of the genetic department."

Du Ze was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he saw Di Xueer walking towards the arena, wearing black soft armor, showing off her tall and beautiful curves, and her long hair fluttering while walking, showing her outstanding demeanor.

But her expression was as cold as ice, her brows were furrowed, and her expression was a little solemn.

"In this King Challenge, there are a lot of cattle, and it is a fluke that she can enter the second round, this time the opponent is Wu Qing, and the chance of winning is zero."

Du Ze was a little worried in his heart, hoping that Di Xueer would admit defeat as soon as possible.

"The race begins."

As soon as the host's voice fell, Di Xue'er and Wu Qing, who were ten meters apart, moved at the same time, the difference was that Wu Qing rushed towards Di Xue'er, but Di Xue'er suddenly squatted on the ground and pressed her left palm on the ground.

Under the bewildered vision of everyone, they saw a thin layer of ice with her as the center spreading quickly on the grass.

The ice in his right hand was filled with air, and a long ice blade suddenly appeared.

Wu Qing, who ran over, frowned slightly, and stomped heavily on the ground, and suddenly the ground burst open, and the cracks swam towards Di Xue'er like a dragon, and the ice on the grass almost burst.

"It turns out that Xue'er has also awakened her ability, but unfortunately it may not be able to narrow the gap in strength between the two sides."

While Du Ze was overjoyed, he felt even more worried in his heart. As he had expected, Di Xue'er quickly fell into complete passivity, and her lower abdomen and shoulders were hit hard, spraying several mouthfuls of blood, and her face turned pale.

"Why don't you throw in the towel?" Du Ze was anxious.

Durala, who was sitting next to her at this moment, spoke: "I'm afraid she plans to fight to the death." ”

Du Ze was shocked: "Why? How do you know? ”

"During the time you disappeared, I heard some things about her, and I really admired her in my heart.

Do you remember a few years ago when high school girls' athletic tournaments were very popular? Di Xueer joined the competition, and it was only at that time that she shone and attracted the attention of the Di family. ”

"And then?" Du Ze felt that just winning the championship would not make the old lady awe-inspired, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with why Di Xueer wanted to fight to the death.

"You don't know it, although she is the daughter of a family, her parents have long suffered a tragic disaster, leaving her and her young sister wandering and relying on each other for their lives. Who knew that a few years ago, she suddenly found out that her sister had a sudden illness and needed a lot of money to treat, and the winner of this competition was just enough for her sister's medical expenses.

But at that time, she was still an ordinary person, and it was unlikely that she would win the championship, even if she worked hard and became a genius, the gap in strength was too big to make up, and almost everyone thought it was impossible, but she did it. She is like a madman, scarred and persistent, and even one of the injuries is too serious to scare the other party, and the other party is afraid of implicating herself, so she directly admits defeat. ”

Durala seemed to be infected as she spoke, her eyes were slightly red, and she said sadly:

"Until the second round, a person of the Di family's nature finally noticed her, took a fancy to her life and impulsiveness, and decided to gamble on her, so she gave her the ancient martial arts cultivation method, and since then her progress can be described as speed, but she started too late, and she only had to fight for her life in every game."

In the end, although she won the championship, she finally collapsed, and then lay in the hospital bed for half a month before waking up. At that time, the doctor said that her body should have been abandoned a long time ago, alone

It's already a miracle that you can walk like this with your body hurt, and it's a miracle of miracles to be able to fight for so long. Fortunately, after she recovered, she was taken back to the Di family. Then there are a lot of interviews, as well as program interviews, etc., in addition to my sister's medical expenses, it is enough for her own medical expenses. ”

Du Ze was greatly touched when he heard this, and asked, "What about now?" ”

Durala sighed and shook her head: "Her sister's condition is too stubborn, she originally looked like she was getting better, but who knew that she suddenly relapsed this year, and even the doctor of the Arc de Triomphe gene line did not hesitate, and the doctor said that there was no help, unless it was a miracle water." ”

Du Ze suddenly realized: "In other words, she is here for this bottle of miracle water for the championship award." ”

Durala nodded clearly: "The doctor said that ordinary people can't bear a bottle of miracle water at all, and she only needs one or two drops to treat it." But what is so cherished is that anyone wants to get it, and even if she gets it, she won't give her a drop or two for no reason, so she can only try it desperately on her own. ”

Du Ze suddenly understood why she had to go out of the city so desperately to train, and why she froze herself, because the pressure in her heart was too great, and the pain she endured was too much.

……

Looking at the arena, seeing that the competition was over, Di Xueer was covered in dirt, scarred, and bloodstained her armor, half-bowing her head, and walked out of the arena with a blank look.

Du Ze stepped forward anxiously and said worriedly: "Xue'er, you might as well do it." ”

At this moment, Di Xue'er came back to her senses slightly, and sorrow crawled all over her heart, and Du Ze's heart trembled slightly when she saw her eyes.

What kind of look is this? How strong is the inner feeling to reveal such a look that penetrates the hearts of others like substance?

"Du Ze, what should I do?"

There was a hint of crying and helplessness in Di Xue'er's voice, this tone came from the mouth of Di Xue'er, who had always been cold and arrogant, and Du Ze heard it for the first time.

Her eyes were red, tears were rolling in them, and her eyes were full of helplessness and pleading, like a lonely and helpless beggar girl in the apocalypse.

But she also understands the difficulty of winning the championship, not that whoever wants to help can help.

Du Ze looked at Di Xue'er's eyes, and suddenly thought that she had asked for this for her sister, worked hard, worked hard, and tried her best, and finally saved her sister. How tragic would it be for her to die like this?

Du Ze suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Di Xue'er tightly, and caressed her green silk to comfort:

"Don't worry, your sister will be fine, and I'll take care of everything next."

At the moment when Du Ze hugged Di Xue'er, the tears in Di Xue'er's eyes finally couldn't help but burst out of her eyes, and she cried out, no matter how cold and arrogant she usually became, she was a girl after all.

Both parents died, and the younger sister who depended on each other got sick again, and now she is hidden in the Houmen, waiting for her to be matched.

Outsiders can see her scenery, but they can't see her loneliness. Now that she has been struggling until now, she has struggled to see hope with all her might, but in the end she is about to usher in a brutal ending, and the pain that she has been holding in her heart for many years suddenly erupted, making her whole person on the verge of collapse.

Du Ze gently patted Di Xue'er on the shoulder: "It's okay, it's going to be fine." ”

Whining~~

Di Xue'er cried on Du Ze's shoulder for a long time, her eyes were swollen from crying, and finally she fell asleep in silence.

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