Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Qibao Glazed Sect...

A few days later, Pineapple Snow finally woke up.

He opened his eyes, looked around at his surroundings, and for a moment couldn't remember where he was.

After a while, he remembered that he had fainted on his way back after the competition.

I woke up in my own room.

Lu Xiaoguo and Cheng Liuxiang were still asleep nearby, showing no signs of waking up.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through me.

Pineapple Snowflakes tried to move her fingers, but the next moment she heard her bones creaking.

Not just his fingers, but all the muscles in his body felt like they had been repeatedly crushed by countless heavy wheels, leaving them sore and swollen.

He felt like his body no longer belonged to him.

At that moment, some fragmented images flashed through my mind:

The blinding light of the soul skill hurt his eyes, and the violent energy impacts repeatedly sent him flying.

And Bibi Dong's cold, bloodthirsty eyes made it feel like she was about to wrap him in a spiderweb and suffocate him.

He gasped sharply, and beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

This is terrifying! Bibi Dong is absolutely terrifying!

If you can't have it, you should destroy it.

I must seize the opportunity to improve my skills.

Pineapple Snow could even clearly recall the dull thud of the Fruit Warrior mech taking a heavy hit.

Inside the Fruit Warrior mech, his internal organs were gripped by an invisible hand, and a metallic taste kept rising in his throat.

Each block caused his tiger's mouth to split open and his arm to go numb.

He swallowed with difficulty, feeling his throat was incredibly dry.

But even such a small movement caused a tearing pain in his chest, making him curl up and cough violently.

Each cough sent shivers down his spine, aggravating countless wounds, some deep, some shallow, causing them to burn with pain. He was truly suffering this time; participating in a competition had resulted in this.

"Those guys from the Spirit Hall are despicable... They're really ruthless... They're completely unscrupulous..."

He gritted his teeth, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible, wanting to add another fierce tone, but his current physical condition wouldn't allow it.

"These injuries... it's probably... they won't heal in a few days..."

"Sigh, I knew I shouldn't have worked so hard... I still haven't spent all my money..."

Pineapple Snowflakes spoke to himself, each word consuming his last remaining strength.

The exhaustion of surviving the ordeal came over him, causing him to cough a few more times.

Ning Fengzhi and the others already knew about the commotion when Pineapple Snow woke up.

Not long after, the door was gently pushed open.

A series of steady footsteps interrupted Pineapple Snow's labored breathing.

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in white, walked in first, his refined face showing undisguised concern.

Behind him stood the ever-composed Bone Douluo and Qi Sword Douluo.

The three of them went straight to Pineapple Snow's bedside, surrounded her, and focused their attention on her pale and pained face.

Ning Fengzhi leaned down slightly, his voice gentle:

"How are you feeling? We've already used our healing soul skills to stabilize your injuries, but this time the injury is too severe and you need time to rest."

Bone Douluo frowned deeply and snorted:
"You're tough as nails! That violent surge of soul power would have shattered anyone else long ago."

"You dared to be so brave and try to block it? Now you know the pain?"

Although Sword Douluo beside him didn't speak, his sharp eyes swept over the bandages wrapped around Pineapple Snow's body.

He nodded slightly, with a hint of barely perceptible approval and seriousness.

Pineapple Snowflakes tried to force a familiar, relaxed smile, but only her lips twitched, triggering a sharp pain in her ribs. She had to give up, weakly blinking her eyes. (End of Chapter)