Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

"You're right, I really underestimated you." Wan Wei stopped, and then said: "But this time I won't underestimate you again!"

Song Baoling tilted his head, and in the next second Wan Wei jumped into the air, imitating Song Baoling's move just now, Song Baoling dodged aside in preparation.

Wan Wei fell heavily to the ground, shaking the arena. Song Baoling held the sword and was not in a hurry to attack.

"If I underestimated the enemy because I was negligent, then your biggest mistake is not killing me in time." Wan Wei smiled coldly, as if it was inevitable.

He is no longer interested in Song Baoling now, he just wants to kill Song Baoling.

Song Baoling stared at him indifferently, and said, "Didn't kill you? Because I didn't want you to die in too much pain."

Wan Wei didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He assumed an attacking posture and his expression became serious. He was sure that only one blow was needed, and Song Baoling would surely die.

"Five, four, three..." Song Baoling suddenly started counting down, counting the numbers seriously.

Wan Wei was puzzled, "Are you counting down when you will be killed by me? I will satisfy you right now!"

After he finished speaking, he ran towards Song Baoling quickly. Due to previous injuries, his speed was not as fast as before. After running for a few steps, Song Baoling ran out of counts.

"Two, one." After Song Baoling finished reading the last number, Wan Wei's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then his brain seemed to be torn from the inside.

He fell to his knees on the ground with a "bang", covering his head with one hand and covering his heart with the other. He wanted to accuse Song Baoling, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't even speak.

"That's it?" Song Baoling kicked him, and began to settle accounts, "Are you comfortable? Didn't you want me to help you feel comfortable?"

Wan Wei couldn't open his mouth, and shook his head with all his strength, Song Baoling snorted coldly, "I told you not to underestimate the enemy."

The pain slowly spread to other places, and Wan Wei felt as if all the bones in his body had been crushed and disassembled and then reassembled.

This feeling that life is worse than death...it is better to die directly and happily.

Song Baoling tightened her fingers. She had never killed anyone before. Putting poison on the sword just now was the best solution she could think of. She didn't want to kill people directly.

As if thinking this way, she could fool herself.

Wan Wei's physique is different from that of ordinary people, and the dosage is not enough. It cannot let him die simply, but it will make him feel miserable until he dies.

This way of dying seems even more cruel...

Song Baoling hesitated looking at his ferocious expression, but this was a matter of life and death, if Wan Wei was not killed, they would be the ones to die.

Song Baoling slowly raised the sword in his hand, pointed it at Wan Wei, took a deep breath, and did some ideological work for himself.

A person like Wan Wei would never regret his death, there is nothing to regret!
But just as the sword was about to stab, Wan Wei suddenly prostrated at Song Baoling's feet, tugging at the hem of her skirt, completely different from the previous disdain.

Even though the pain in his body made him want to crash to death in the ring, the desire to survive in his heart still drove him to beg for mercy and live on.

"Let...let go...I..." Wan Wei was breathing in but not out, and the blood flowing from his mouth dyed his collar dark red along his neck.

He begged for mercy regardless of face, even if he survived, he would definitely be ridiculed by his younger brother and teammates.

Just when he was hesitating, a bell rang, and the time for life and death had come.

Song Baoling breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, including Wan Wei, who was also thankful that he survived, and his body relaxed and collapsed on the ground.

However, Wan Wei's head was separated from his body in the next second. Wan Wei's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he stared at Song Baoling intently, without even having time to make a sound.

Song Baoling froze on the spot, not knowing how to react, the sword fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound.

It wasn't until a pair of cool hands covered her eyes and the fresh and familiar smell surrounded her that her heart calmed down.

"It's not your fault that you didn't kill someone." Jun Tingsheng saw what she was thinking at a glance, and comforted her.

"This is the punishment he deserves."

Chu Chu and Wan Wei's younger brothers also followed, and Chu Chu actually felt a little happy when he saw Wan Wei's tragic death.

But he didn't show it on the face, instead he pretended to be sad and pointed the finger at Song Baoling, "You must have used some kind of dirty trick!"

Song Baoling regained his composure, "This is a life-or-death situation. It's not about means, let alone I'm not the one who dies."

Still no one thought that Wan Wei would lose to Song Baoling, and even Song Baoling felt that he won too easily.

It's like...someone is driving this.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart, such a shock made her mind messed up, and she no longer paid attention to Chu Chu and them.

The villain came out and explained, "If the time is up, if one party has not died, the weaker party will be considered a failure, and will be forced to give up its life and teammates."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Chu and the others were not in a hurry to trouble Song Baoling, their faces were full of panic.

"How can this be? It's fine if he dies alone, and we're going to be implicated?"

The one who spoke was the man who flattered Wan Wei and was as skinny as a monkey before. He flattered him so much before, but now his words are so cold.

Song Baoling looked around, fearing that the few of them would suddenly separate like Wan Wei just now.

In the end, it was the little girl I saw in the hall before meeting a pair of immature but deep eyes.

She survived, not a single part of her body was clean, it was full of blood, she looked like a blood man.

It was this child who had been looking at her just now, his eyes filled with things that shouldn't be at her age.

Song Baoling's heart moved slightly, he tugged on Jun Tingsheng's sleeve, and said, "That girl, I think..."

Speaking of general, she paused, not knowing what language to use to express her thoughts.

It was strange that she should have thought of taking them home.

Jun Tingsheng followed her gaze and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Those who were with the little girl were all young people, each with desolate, numb, and hopeless eyes.

One of them was the baby that the girl had been holding in the hall, and she looked much better now.

Just when Song Baoling was about to call her, the girl indifferently withdrew her gaze, her expression erratic.

At this time, the black robe let out a creepy laugh, "Congratulations to everyone who stays, you can go out, but there are conditions."

There were less than one hundred people left at the scene, which was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle when they first came in.

When everyone heard his words, they closed their eyes in despair.

"Each team can only go out with two people, and you decide who to keep until the end." Heipaozi's decision made everyone fall into hell.

If it was the people who killed other teams, they might not be ashamed, but now they are required to attack their teammates and their own.

The black robe looked at everyone's reaction and pretended to be puzzled, "What? Are you going to do it?"