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What's going on? Why are so many powerful people locked inside? Why do they have no power at all? "I ran far away and immediately looked back. I saw those powerful attacks falling on my position, like a breeze blowing a wisp of dust. There was nothing else. This immediately made me look straight in the eyes.

No matter how quickly I reacted, I immediately realized that the situation was not good and ran away without hesitation. Unfortunately, I was a slow step after all. When I stood up, one of his palms fell on my vest, shot straight down from the sky like a sandbag, and hit the hard square hard. The whole square made a sultry sound.

"It's all over!" In my original position, the white man slowly showed his body shape, with a winner's smile on his lips. He had indeed done so many blind things, and it was successful after all.

I have to say, the white man's plan was seamless. Those strong people, the real strong ones, were the illusion of "Bajie", just because they were too lifelike for me to judge, which led to my winning move. Attacked by whites again. As for why you should do this when white people have the upper hand, the answer is too simple. Although I was injured, it was not too serious. Even if we continued to fight, it would be difficult to break the deadlock, so the man in white chose this method. When they have the upper hand, each is willing to open the chasm infinitely.

I was seriously injured by this hand and fell weakly in the square. If I didn't train my body properly, he feared it would be enough to ruin my life. But even so, my condition was extremely miserable, and my body was so damaged that it seemed like I would collapse at any time.

"cough!"

Unable to vomit out a few mouthfuls of blood, I stood with my white clothes empty in my eyes. There was no anger or hatred in my eyes, only helplessness and calmness. This was the first time I was beaten by someone my age, it was their debut and it was a crushing defeat. Arguably, our confidence took a bigger hit than the failure. This is level 12 of the first level, and the next level is the National Day holiday. It will be as strong as it is.

"I, it's over, this is where you bury your bones!" The white man looked at me without sadness or joy, as if defeated, generally unworthy of his own pride, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

I took a deep breath and wanted to struggle, but this had become a luxury. Finally, I gave up and looked at the road getting closer to the white people, "What's your name?"

What? The white man was startled. He didn't expect me to ask this question, but after thinking for a while, he replied: "White!"

"White?" I nodded and said, "You have the same name as a friend of mine in the previous life. If he is still alive, he may be as strong as you."

"You have said so much, don't you have the last word?" The long sword in the white man's hand was cold and full of the breath of death.

"I just want to know your name, at least let me know, the first one who let me fall into the same level as this tragic opponent, so that I can remember you in future battles and remember the lessons of this time." I said seriously say.

"What, are you still fighting? You don't have any anymore!" said the white man.

"You are wrong. No one knows the end of the battle until the war is over. Just like now, you seem to have an advantage, but in fact, you don't have any advantage." Speaking of this, I smiled slightly, and then, in the white man's eyes, Under the shock of my eyes, my body collapsed and turned into countless pieces of fly ash.