190 THE SEVENTH DAY (1/2)

On the last day of the competition,  the air within the entire forest seems to turn viscous. The atmosphere changed and it makes the participants subconsciously feel like some danger was lurking in the area waiting to prey on them.

Just a while ago, Fan Lei and the other got engaged with a bitter fight.

Fan Lei's sword even ended up being snap into two. The other broken half of the sword was deeply embedded in the dirt.

While Chan Gu's arrows were all used up as well as Yun Xue's dagger.

They had used up all their weapons.

It was Long Fuzi and  Long Yue who was fending for the group this time. Their half-baked knowledge in martial arts is not bad after all.

Their swift kicks and punch rendered all their opponents lying on the ground with their eyes rolling upwards and their mouth's foaming.

The warlocks that they fought with were all left unconscious and their twitching legs are the only consolation that could prove that they were still alive.

Long Yue's fist sunk on the face of another warlock as it tried to lurch him one sneak attack. At the same time, a warlock does an egg roll as it tried to dodge Long Fuzi's kick.

Afraid that Shen Biru will fall victim to other group's sneak attack, Fan Lei and the others was protecting her on their back.

Mu Lingxi, on the other hand, was also doing her share.

Sensing some movement coming from her blind spot, she did a sudden twist on her body as her right hand tried to grab something from her back.

When her hand lands on something, she holds it tight and threw it forcefully on the ground. The warlocks who was trying to attack her from her back was caught off guard and was thrown straight on the dirt. His face landing first.

Because of the impact, some of his teeth were knocked out of his mouth. Causing him to spit blood on the ground as he stands once more.

Regaining his footing, he tried to prepare himself for an exchange of fists. But when he raised his head to look at his opponent he saw a shadow coming straight to his face.

Before the sight of a leg could even register to his mind, the warlock was already sent flying with Mu Lingxi's kick.

The sound of a kick sinking on flesh sounded in the air. The warlock who was sent flying with a kick had a daze expression before he lost consciousness.

Most likely he was still wondering what happen to him before he got knocked out. The last thing he saw before darkness engulfed him was three stars floating along his line of sight.