It was almost a loss-winning attack just now.

The only person standing was Hong Ming, who had a heavy face. His cultivation was far more powerful than the team members, and his main attack was not hit on him, so he was almost intact.

The other one was Ji Swen, who was burned black by the fire, but was still standing with a knife against the ground.

The baby face that I usually do is not visible, and it is covered in black and dirty, as if walking through the smoke of wolf.

He held the lollipop for recovery that Yu Dapang made for him, but the spiritual food was not as effective as the pills, and the wounds on him were still recovering very slowly.

As long as one of both sides has combat effectiveness, the game will not end.

Ji Siwen and Hongming, one stood on the ring, was very embarrassed, the other was floating high in the air, looking down at him.

Ji Siwen could only barely support his body with a long knife, and his mouth was slightly undulating, slowly accumulating strength.

But when looking at Hongming, there was a strong fighting spirit burning, which was astonishingly bright.

"You are the only one left." A nearly cruel watch appeared on Hongming's face. He raised his hand and countless fireballs emerged out of thin air.

“My team members were injured, because of their stupidity and incompetence.

This game was not as perfect as I thought.

However, I hope to end the game with a little regret!” Hong Ming raised his right hand and waved it.

Countless violent fireballs smashed towards Ji Siwen like meteor showers, without any gaps and had no way to hide.

Ji Siwen's eyes shook and his eyes stared at Hong Ming. His wolf-like gaze made him feel panicked.

Ji Siwen rushed towards Hongming like lightning, but couldn't avoid it? Then don't hide!

Hong Ming, who had never expected that Ji Siwen had the power of resistance, was stunned. In the battle, maybe you were just stunned for a second or two, but in the eyes of the enemy, it was a huge flaw.

Ji Siwen swept across the long sword and cut towards Hongming at an almost weird angle.

Hong Ming flashed quickly, but the knife still made a small hole in his arm.

This also angered Hong Ming. Red flames ignited from his palm and slapped Ji Siwen hard.

Ji Siwen spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, and smashed it hard to the ground.

Hongming coldly withdrew his hand and looked at the host, "Is the game over?"

According to the rules, as long as one team member completely loses its combat power, the game will be over.

Not only were his two players dragged by the other party to the point of losing both sides, but his arm was scratched by a small god king. This was really an imperfect game!

However, it's time to end!

"Come again!"

As soon as Hongming finished speaking, a sound that seemed to contain smoke and blood came out.

Ji Swen, who had almost lost his combat power, rushed forward with his sword again.

Hong Ming frowned, almost easy, and even without any star energy, he slapped the attacker to the ground and smashed a spider-web-like crack on the ring.

Just as Hong Ming turned around and prepared to let the host announce the results of the competition

"Come again!"

The weak voice, but with a sense of faith.

Hongming looked at Ji Siwen in surprise. Is this guy the one who can't beat Xiaoqiang?!

Not only him, but even the Nanming Realm practitioners who were watching the battle silently silenced, with admiration in their eyes.

Among them, there are many existences with higher cultivation than Ji Siwen, but looking at the indomitable young man, a sense of awe-inspiring admiration rose in his heart.
Chapter completed!