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What's going on, why are so many energetic people locked inside, how come they have no power at all? "I ran to the distance, immediately looked back, and saw those powerful attacks landed in my place, like a light wind blowing a wisp of dust, and nothing else, which immediately made me look straight in the eyes.

No matter how fast I reacted, I immediately realized that the situation was not good, and ran away without hesitation. Unfortunately, I'm taking the slow step after all. When I stood up, one of his palms fell on my vest and shot straight from the sky like a sandbag, hitting the hard square hard. There was a sultry sound all over the square.

"It's all over!" In my original position, the white man slowly took on his body shape, with the smile of a winner on the corner of his mouth, he did so much blindness, after all, it was a success.

I have to say, White's plan was seamless. Those who are strong, the real strong, are illusions of "Bajie", just because they are too lifelike for me to judge, which leads to my victory. Attacked by whites again. As for why it should be done when whites have the upper hand, the answer is too simple. Although I was injured, it was not too heavy, and it would be difficult to break the deadlock even if we continued to fight, so the man in white chose this way. When they have the upper hand, each is willing to open the chasm indefinitely.

I was badly injured by this hand and fell limply on the square. If I didn't train my body, he feared it would be enough to ruin my life. But even so, my condition was extremely miserable, and the physical injuries seemed to collapse at any time.

"cough!"

Unable to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, I was standing in white clothes with empty eyes, there was no anger and hatred in my eyes, only helplessness and calmness. It was the first time I was beaten by my peers, it was their debut, and it was a fiasco. Arguably, our confidence was hit harder than the failure. This is the 12th level of the first level, the next level will be as strong as the National Day holiday.

"I, it's over, this is where you bury your bones!" The white man looked at me without sadness and joy, seemed to beat me, generally unworthy of his own pride, as if he had done something trivial.

I took a deep breath and tried to struggle, but this had become an extravagant hope, and finally, I gave up, looking at the road getting closer and closer to the white man, "What's your name?"

What? The white man was taken aback, he didn't expect me to ask this question, but after thinking for a while, he replied, "White!"

"White?" I nodded and said, "You have the same name as a friend of mine in a previous life, and if he was alive, he might be as strong as you."

"You said so much, don't you have the last word?" The long sword in the white man's hand was cold and full of the breath of death.

"I just want to know your name, at least let me know, the first to put me on the same level as this tragic opponent, so that I can remember you in future battles and remember the lessons of this time." I'm serious say.

"What, are you still fighting? You're gone!" said the white man.

"You're wrong. No one knows the end of the battle until it's over. Like now, you look like you have an advantage, but in reality, you don't have any." At this point, I smiled, and then, in the white Under the shock of my eyes, my body collapsed directly and turned into countless fly ash.