After the magic dispersed, a huge crater was left in the middle of the arena.
Lying in the pit was a young man, barely clinging to life, breathing only by a thread.
And that was already with Bai Ling holding back.
Who told this idiot to go looking for death?
He just had to provoke Little Ling for no reason. Fine, once is whatever—but then he had to say those things, and worst of all, he wouldn’t shut up.
Bai Ling hated people who ran their mouths more than anything.
For someone like him, dying ten thousand times wouldn’t...
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