Today I have to argue with the Wushu Association... Life is such a tragedy...

Still a tragedy worse than life...

After smiling bitterly, he struggled to get up and began to meditate.

In the darkness, Sima Xiangshan was covered in cuts and bruises, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't care. His eyes were alert to feel even the smallest movement around him.

Suddenly, an imperceptible wave occurred on the back of his neck.

Without thinking, Sima Xiangshan's body twisted strangely, and his upper body flashed to one side like a twisted spring.

hiss.

There was a bloodstain as thin as a hair on his face, and a drop of blood gushes out from it.

Sima Xiangshan stretched out his hand to touch the blood stains, his fingers covered in blood and licked them lightly with his tongue, which made his face look strange and ferocious.

The life I want is not that easy.

Sima Xiangshan's eyes were as cold as snakes.

Ling Xu was retreating steadily. The Yinshuang Cavalry warrior in front of him had extremely heavy spears. Each shot was as fast as a shot. They were all the same spear techniques that had appeared in his dreams. They were obviously familiar, but they were only slightly different. Why was the power so amazing?

Ling Xu's spear point sea was completely unable to be used in front of the opponent's stormy spear light.

The feeling experienced personally is completely different.

It was obviously just a subtle difference, but for the first time he felt that there was nowhere to start.

Is this the real Spearhead Sea? Is the Spearhead Sea that the teacher taught me really wrong?
Chapter completed!