Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Seeing the fighting situation on Lin Wanyu's side, Chu Tian couldn't help but frown.

He was already prepared to give up immediately if Lin Wanyu could no longer hold on.

Chu Tian really wanted to give Lin Wanyu some experience, but that didn't mean he would fight for Lin Wanyu's life.

On the competition stage, Lin Wanyu endured the severe pain and stood up. The hand holding the sword was shaking a little, and there was blood on the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, the white-fleshed fruit she ate first was not completely absorbed by her, and a large amount of power was still accumulated in her body.

The injury just now activated the power of the white flesh fruit in an instant, and the broken internal organs in her body immediately recovered.

At this time, Lu Shaoqing stood opposite Lin Wanyu, with a sneer on his face. He didn't know that Lin Wanyu's wounds had completely recovered, and he thought that Lin Wanyu would definitely lose.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, to be honest, you can reach this point after ten days of practice. You are already very strong."

"However, you are still too young and immature."

"Admit defeat, otherwise I will have no choice but to cut off your face, chop off your arms, and torture you bit by bit. I really can't bear to hurt such a beautiful woman."

Lu Shaoqing held the long knife in his hand and slowly approached Lin Wanyu while talking with a smile.

But outside the stadium, everyone in the spectator seats was excited.

"Holy shit! You bastard! You dare to touch Goddess Lin with a knife! Let me see if I don't kill you!"

"This kid is so arrogant! Let me fight with you if you have the ability! Bullying Goddess Lin is nothing!"

"This bastard really doesn't want to live anymore. Goddess Lin's master is still sitting there. Aren't you afraid that the master of the pavilion will chop him into pieces?"

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Seeing Lu Shaoqing getting closer and closer to her, Lin Wanyu's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and the breath exhaled from her nose became a little heavier.

But this is not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Her injuries had long since been repaired by the remaining power of the White Flesh Fruit, and she could almost be said to be at her peak.

But she still showed a painful expression, and used her spiritual power to forcefully suppress her face to turn white, letting beads of sweat drip down, giving Lu Shaoqing the illusion that she was very weak now.

Lin Wanyu knew that this was her chance.

Even when faced with an opponent who had a dead hand, she could not convince herself to hurt the opponent, and still wanted to end the competition in a way that would not hurt the opponent as much as possible.

As long as Lu Shaoqing gets closer, she can launch an attack and seal her throat with one sword.

Of course, it didn't mean that she really wanted to pierce Lu Shaoqing's throat. She would control the distance and stop immediately the moment she pierced his skin.

After all, not harming others is her original intention.

Chu Tian, ​​who was watching the battle not far away, looked at the thoughts in Lin Wanyu's mind. For a moment, he felt happy and helpless in his heart, and he had an indescribable feeling.

I'm happy because this girl now knows how to deceive enemies, and she has grown up.

But what's helpless is that this girl's purpose in doing this is not to hurt others.

In this world where others are thinking about how to hurt you, protecting others from getting hurt is sometimes an act of self-harm.

Chu Tian was a little worried, because he knew very well that sooner or later, this girl would be hurt because of her kindness.

Although Chu Tian has not seen that day yet, what he can be sure of is that that day will eventually come.