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It was not only Xue Wuming who was shocked, everyone could clearly see the two dazzling numbers. They were shocked speechless for a long time. Was this the kind of damage a Beginner Sword could deal? If they were equipped with normal weapons, how terrifying would that be?

Everyone now had a new understanding of the power of the Shura.

"Attack? What, scared? Scared silly? " Feng Xiao looked at his slightly pale face with ridicule, and waved the short and thin sword in his hand.

Weeping Blood Wu Ming's face alternated between green and white. In his heart, he was at war with the heavens, and he could not accept the fact that he was defeated miserably by the Beginner Sword. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth, "I admit …"

Buzz!

A bolt of purple lightning was emitted from the sword in Feng Xiao's hand. With lightning speed, it wrapped around Sobbing Blood, forcing the last word he had yet to utter back into his stomach.

"You want to admit defeat?" Have I allowed you to admit defeat! " Feng Xiao's eyes became sinister. He used a bit of strength in his hand and pulled the caught Xue Wu Ming over, falling to the ground. At the same time that that malevolent thunder and lightning tightly bound him, it was also slowly devouring his life. Soon, a third of Sobbing Blood's HP bar was emptied.

Just as Sobbing Blood Witch was struggling to stand up with a resentful face, a pitch black thorn flew out from his right hand and pierced into his shadow, causing him to be unable to stand up as though his body was being pulled back by an irresistible force.

Puff!

300.

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, Feng Xiao suddenly raised his right leg, and fiercely stepped on Sobbing Blood Wu Ming's chest. That loud sound made his heart jump, and he even wondered if that kick had already punctured his chest.

Sobbing Blood Wuming's internal organs churned violently, he was almost angered to the point of choking himself. This was completely different from a weapon's physical attack. It was completely different from a weapon's physical attack.

"Ding! You have received an insult from the player XX. You can choose to give him a level three punishment. Do you want to punish him?"

The foot that stepped on his chest forcefully ground. The owner of the foot was looking down on him like a victorious king. That undisguised look of contempt caused an incomparable hatred to grow in his heart.

Ka-cha! *

A thick bolt of heavenly lightning fell from the sky, striking Feng Xiao's head, bringing up a huge green number. The sneer on Feng Xiao's face became even more intense. His right foot slowly lifted up and landed heavily once again. Only this time, what he stepped on was his face.

A mournful cry resounded throughout the entire arena. These two kicks brought pain to his flesh that he had never felt before in his life, and even shattered his self-esteem. It was as if he could see his reputation in 'Reincarnation'. The prestige of 'Blood Weeping Reincarnation' disappearing into thin air with that single stomp.

"How can he do that!" She knew better than anyone that her little brother, who had grown up in love and admiration, had never been scolded, let alone humiliated. Although she rejected him, she was still connected to him.

Surprisingly, Duanmu Xiao didn't say anything. He stared unblinkingly at his uncle's Shura as if sensing the hatred in his heart. His eyes flickered with a complicated light.

"You … "You …"

Boom! *

The hearts of countless players began beating once again. The image of the Shura was also carved with cruelty and brutality … … The kick was still on his face, kicking his venomous voice back. Feng Xiao smirked at him, that pained expression on his face seemed to have found an outlet for the hatred he had accumulated for many years. The movements under his feet became heavier and heavier, trampling on that hateful face.

"Trash!" Trash! Trash! Aren't you looking down on everyone!? Didn't you want me dead!? Why is he crawling at my feet like a dead dog! If you have the guts, then get up and kill me! "

That wild, nearly roaring voice resounded throughout the entire arena. Resentment and anger could be clearly felt by everyone. They finally thought to themselves: Don't tell me he has enmity with the Shura? Was that why he was being treated this way?

Beiming Yu Die's body was trembling, and her mind went blank. Unknowingly, her vision had already become blurry … That voice was a voice that she would never forget for the rest of her life. It was the heart-wrenching pain that was forever etched in her heart.

Duanmu Xiao finally noticed the chaotic breathing. He turned around and was suddenly stunned. It was because, at some point in time, his mother had tears streaming down her face. Her slender white fingers, which were tightly clutching her clothes, were violently trembling. Her strength was so great that she wanted to tear it apart. He rushed in front of his mother with a flustered look on his face, and used his little hands to wipe away the tears on her face. Why are you crying. Did Xiao'er make you angry … I, I don't watch TV anymore, I'm going to study … Mommy, don't cry anymore … "

She resisted the piercing pain in her chest and lightly shook her head. "It has nothing to do with Xiao'er. It is mother who has thought of some sad things."

The crying finally stopped with great difficulty. She looked at the pair of bright eyes that were filled with heartache. She grabbed his shoulders and said seriously, "Xiao'er, do you remember the oath mother made you make you make?"

"I remember!" Duanmu Xiao hurriedly nodded. "I've promised that I won't use my own little tricks to bully the weak. I won't use my own abilities to help the family deal with the good guys. Otherwise, I'll lose my mother forever."

To lose your mother forever. In his mind, this was the most vicious spell.

"En!" Beiming Yu Die patted his head with a gratified expression on her face. She turned her sad gaze to the figure on the screen and stared at him in a daze, as if she was trying to carve his image into her heart. Unknowingly, the tears that she had struggled to stop started falling again.

"Xiao'er …" His name is Asura, right? "

Duanmu Xiao nodded. His mother's gentle voice was like a gentle breeze, causing his tears to uncontrollably fall … He couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried.

"Mother wants you to make another vow." She did her best to avert her gaze from that figure, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. However, her expression was one of unprecedented seriousness. When you grow up and become the next head of the family, you have to do everything you can to find him. Every effort was made to help him and his descendants. If you break your vow, you will lose your mother forever. "

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Duanmu Xiao wiped away the tears on his face. He raised his left hand and pointed to the sky. "I, Duanmu Xiao, swear once again. No matter when or where, I will never make an enemy of the Shura in this life. If I grow up and become the next head of the family, I will do everything I can to find him … Every effort was made to help him and his descendants. If I break my oath, I will lose my mother forever. "

The young voice was resolute and decisive, filled with power. Beiming Yu Die gently pressed his raised hand and smiled gently, "Xiao'er is so obedient... Will Mommy tell you why when you grow up? Then … Mother really wants to sleep right now. Xiao'er will play by herself first. "

The moment she turned her back on him, the world in front of her became blurry once more. Countless bits of Mercury scattered across her feet as she walked back to her room. Even after four whole years, she still hadn't escaped from that heart-wrenching pain and torment, or perhaps she would never truly be happy in this life. Right now, the only reason she was still alive was to see her Xiao'er slowly grow up and return to her true life.

The sound of the door closing completely shattered his heartstrings. Duanmu Xiao looked at his hands and muttered, "Mother … "Just what kind of difficulties made you make the choice you made back then …"

"Because... Me? "

The A region's battle coliseum was in complete chaos. Miserable cries of pain continuously rang out from beneath the Shura's feet, causing countless people's hands and feet to turn ice-cold. Their faces turned pale, as if the one being stepped on was them.

"Asura!" I admit defeat for our Young Master, quickly release our Young Master, or else … "Otherwise..."

The colorless barrier at the side of the arena prevented Sobbing Blood, who had rushed to the front of the arena, from entering. Even Sobbing Blood felt his heart clench into a knot. If he could choose again, he would definitely do everything he could to make him give up the match. But... The reality in front of them was already irreversible. They might have to take this shame behind their backs forever.

"Or what?" Seeing that Sobbing Blood Wu Ming's wound was almost completely empty, Feng Xiao stopped his actions, stepped on Sobbing Blood Wu Ming's face and asked with a sneer.

Sobbing Blood Blade was momentarily at a loss for words. What else could he do? Enmity? Not give up until one of them dies? As long as one was a fool, they would be able to see that this was the result that the Shura wanted. Moreover, the more ruthless ones, the ones from the Heavenly Demon, Demonic Wolf, and Blood Domain, who were much stronger than the Blood Weeping Reincarnation, had all mentioned it before. But in the end, who could really do anything to the Shura?

Sobbing Blood Wu Ming no longer had the strength to struggle, he was stepped on under Feng Xiao's feet like a dead dog. His internal organs seemed to have all left their position, and all the bones in his body seemed to have been shattered. Only pain remained on his entire body and only hatred remained in his heart … It was a hatred that seeped into one's bones!

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