Xi's feet are a little flighty, and even every time I raise my legs, I can see her shaking.
Feel the next second will fall this woman, only that pair of eyes are still bright, flickering or never changed before persistent.
When she noticed the evening, Zhang Xingyun's eyebrows were still wrinkled. In her opinion, it was the end of her tether. It was estimated that these steps were exhausted.
But it was such a thin shoulder that they were silent.
No one laughed at her and no one helped her.
Whether it's sarcasm or offering help is an insult to her.
"I'm going to give you ten million yuan." I don't know who was the first to make a sound, and then a succession of voices remembered.
"I'll give you seven million."
"..."
even though strength is the last existence, she still has something to admire.
That step by step back, shocked how many people's hearts?
Why on so heavy, still can stand up to face the challenge?
What makes her desperate to give up her life?
Such faith and persistence are the most existing ideas of practitioners.
there are many strong people in the world, but few can hold their heart and know why they want to become stronger.
Although the evening is weak, but she will never be the one who falls down, because her eyes have never yielded.
Only the determination and persistence to win.
She didn't know the strength of her opponent and her physical condition, but she was still like this.
This is the real strong, fearless!
Zhang Xingyun suddenly realized that it was precisely because of her mood that she was advanced in the battle, and that the growth of her mind was essential.
The people under the stage continuously give the evening presents, but she seems to have not heard the same, her eyes only rival.
The referee looked at her swaying figure and felt pity.
"Miss Xi, you'd better choose to abstain. You're injured too much..."
an outsider can still see it. Don't talk about the client himself.
Xi shook his head, "I... I don't give up, I will win!"
The referee's obstinacy to Xi no longer said much, his own voice to remind is not much, now the players themselves insist, they do not say much.
"The game begins!"
The referee stepped back and didn't get off the stage. He thought the game would be over soon.
Jiuyang's strength is the level of mustard realm. There are too many high places in the evening. In addition to her physical condition, the gust of wind seems to be able to blow her to the ground.
In fact, he did not know why he insisted on participating in the competition.
Even if it was the price of another arm in this game, she entered the next round, but after that, there was always the end of being killed.
Is she going to climb up by luck?
Zhang Xingyun has always been a man who can cross the level to fight. However, when he was at the Junzi level, he did not dare to compete with the higher level or the divine realm.
The chance of winning is zero.
After watching the woman on the stage, she saw the huge energy in her body.
After the referee called for a long time, Jiuyang opened his mouth first, "are you sure you still have a fight?"
"Da" Xi's reply was crisp and neat without any hesitation.
Jiuyang sighed, "if that's the case, I'll have to admit defeat..." www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!