It was almost a lose-lose attack just now.
The only one standing was Hong Ming, who had a gloomy look on his face. His cultivation and combat power far exceeded that of the team members. In addition, the main attack did not hit him, so he was almost intact.
The other one was Ji Siwen, whose whole body was scorched black by the fire, but still standing with his knife on the ground.
The usually carefree baby face no longer looks like it was before. It was covered in black stains, as if it had walked through smoke.
He held in his mouth the lollipop that Big Fatty Yu had made for him to use for recovery. However, the effect of the spiritual meal was not as fast as the elixir, and the wounds on his body still recovered very slowly.
As long as one person from both sides has fighting ability, the game is not over.
Ji Siwen and Hong Ming, one stood on the ring, looking very embarrassed, while the other was suspended high in the air, looking down.
Ji Siwen could only use the long knife to barely support his body. His chest rose and fell slightly, slowly building up strength.
But the eyes that looked at Hong Ming were burning with a strong fighting spirit, which was surprisingly bright.
"You are the only one left." An almost cruel expression appeared on Hong Ming's face. He raised his hand and countless fireballs appeared out of thin air.
"Two of my players were injured and it was due to their stupidity and incompetence.
This game was not as perfect as I imagined.
However, I allow this game to end with some regrets! "Hong Ming raised his right hand and waved it.
Countless violent fireballs hit Ji Siwen like a meteor shower, leaving no space and no way to hide.
Ji Siwen's eyes were sharp, and he stared at Hong Ming. His wolf-like gaze actually made him feel panicked.
Ji Siwen's body was like lightning and he rushed towards Hongming. Can't he avoid it? Then don’t hide!
Hong Ming, who had never expected that Ji Siwen had the power to resist, was startled. In battle, you might only be stunned for a second or two, but in the eyes of the enemy, it is a huge flaw.
Ji Siwen's long sword swept across, slashing at Hong Ming at an almost weird angle.
Hong Ming quickly dodged, but the sword light still made a small cut on his arm.
This also angered Hong Ming. Red flames ignited on his palms and he slapped Ji Siwen hard.
Ji Siwen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, hitting the ground hard.
Hong Ming coldly took back his hand and looked at the host, "Is the game over?"
According to the rules, the game is over as long as all members of one team completely lose their fighting power.
Not only were two of his players dragged by the opponent and both were injured, but his arm was also scratched by a little God King. This was really an imperfect game!
However, it’s time to end!
"Come again!"
Just as Hong Ming finished speaking, a voice that sounded like gunpowder smoke sounded.
Ji Siwen, who had almost lost his fighting power, charged forward again with his sword in hand.
Hong Ming frowned, it was almost effortless, and he didn't even need any star energy to slam the attacker to the ground, creating spider web-like cracks on the ring.
Just when Hong Ming turned around and was about to let the host announce the results of the competition again—
"Come again!"
The voice was weak, but it contained a sense of belief.
Hong Ming looked at Ji Siwen in surprise. Is this guy an invincible Xiaoqiang? !
Not only him, but also the Nanming Realm cultivators who were watching the battle were silent, with admiration in their eyes.
Among them, there were many beings with higher cultivation than Ji Siwen, but looking at that indomitable young man, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration in his heart.
If it were anyone else, standing in his position, I'm afraid he would have given up long ago.
(End of chapter)