The two walked towards the ring together, and Qian Wangsun's appearance in a wheelchair quickly aroused the audience's exclamations.

"Who is disabled? No hands or feet?"

"Can you come to the competition in this way?"

"I actually entered the top eight? Is the others too weak?"

"Working with such a disabled person, Zhou Bai is so lucky."

All the monks present were smart and sharp-eyed people. Although the sounds made by the audience were noisy, most monks could hear them clearly.

Zhou Bai on the stage frowned more and more as he heard it, Qian Wangsun also smiled bitterly.

Zhou Bai: "Don't worry, if we fight later, we will use more special effects, and they will know how strong we are."

Qian Wangsun: "Then use your all your strength."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the power of the soul suddenly released.

Sun Yuzhen: "Start!"

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

A series of air arrows suddenly shot out from Qian Wangsun and shot towards Zhou Bai's position.

Zhou Bai reached out and released the power of the soul. The power of the soul wrapped his body as a defense. Then he opened his mouth and spitted it, and the pink sword energy slashed at Qian Wangsun.

Although Zhou Bai, who was standing, had the lowest defense, his 287th soul power was still enough to block the air arrows shot by Qian Wangsun.

On the other hand, Qian Wangsun must use the power of his soul to move his body and dodge the sword energy he shot.

The sword energy was slashed for two consecutive times, but was almost avoided by Qian Wangsun, but the remaining wheelchair was slashed with one sword.

The sword energy then slashed at the fallen Qian Wangsun, and Zhou Bai said in his heart: "Sorry, let's finish this game as fast as possible."

But just as the third sword was about to slash Qian Wangsun's chest.

Zhou Bai suddenly groaned, his steps staggered, and a little blood red appeared in his chest.

‘What’s going on? I should have blocked all his anger!’

Christina shouted, "Zhou Bai, sit down! And there is still!"

Zhou Bai suddenly sat down to the ground, and the pink sword energy retreated back to his side and swept across it. In conjunction with Zhou Bai's defensive power, he blocked all the invisible attacks attacking from the air.

‘What is this attack...? It’s impossible to completely defend by just 'sitting down'? I’m afraid that only 'lying down' can completely block it.’

Zhou Bai raised his head and looked at Qian Wangsun in the distance. Although he said without hesitation, Zhou Bai did not intend to sit down, and even lay down to fight with the other party. He was afraid that the other party would think it was a humiliation and affect the relationship between the two.

What's more, with the state of Qian Wangsun, Zhou Bai believed that with his current soul power, he should be able to quickly defeat his opponent while standing.

The other party's wheelchair had just been shattered by Zhou Bai and fell to the ground at this moment.

Qian Wangsun did not use the power of his soul to help him up, he just lay on the ground.

What shocked Zhou Bai was that at this moment, a trace of black air appeared all over Qian Wangsun.

"Zhou Bai..." Qian Wangsun's face was pressed to the ground, losing his limbs and unable to move without the help of his soul power.

Qian Wangsun smiled bitterly and said, "Cancer is disabled. In fact, those audiences are not wrong. No matter how I hide it, no matter how I use my soul power to replace it, if I lack both hands and feet, it is less, and it is impossible to compare with the time when my limbs are healthy."

Zhou Bai looked at the abnormality on Qian Wangsun nervously: "Hey, you won't be distorted, right? Don't scare me... Think about the girl you drew, you can never play with the young lady after it becomes distorted."

Qian Wangsun suddenly raised his head, his eyes were pitch black, and he stared at Zhou Bai: "Zhou Bai, do you know? When I was lying on the bed and sitting in a wheelchair, I couldn't help but have an idea...

Why... Why did I choose me when I saw my nature? Obviously... you are by my side too."

"I am not as strong as you think. I am resentful, I am unwilling to do so, I am desperate... I even wondered countless times how good it would be if I had saved you and the one who had cut off your limbs..."

‘Distortion?’ Zhou Bai looked at Qian Wangsun in front of him and suddenly felt a strong sense of loss in his heart. Was he still unable to save his companion in the end?

Suddenly, he frowned: "No." He looked up at the teachers around him: "The teachers didn't take action, that is, they think this is not a distortion? Yes, it must have been tested before the second level. If it was really a distortion, Qian Wangsun would not have appeared here."

The black aura on Qian Wangsun's body became thicker and thicker, just like a corpse ignited by black flames. The black aura continued to merge into the surrounding air and gradually dissipated.

Qian Wangsun said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not willing to accept it. Do you know Zhou Bai? I'm really unwilling to accept it."

"Sometimes I think, maybe it would be better if I had died there."

Zhou Bai looked at Qian Wangsun: "A man once told me that I would live, no matter how humble, scared, or desperate he would live."

Zhou Bai: "Isn't the current human civilization that continues to this day in this spirit and struggles to this day in countless despair?"

Qian Wangsun: "It's so easy to speak while standing. But after I lay down, I realized how heavy the despair is. He will make you breathless, you can't turn over, and you can't press down on your eyes."

"You said you want to survive even if you are so desperate?" Qian Wangsun suddenly laughed: "Then you can try it too... try to defeat me from this move and win..."

"Feel it, this is my despair."

boom!

Zhou Bai's eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw the black air that had just dissipated in the air again emerged, turning into a overwhelming and overwhelming.

The black trend suddenly swept towards Zhou Bai, instantly swallowing Zhou Bai's body completely.

Seeing Zhou Bai lying on the ground, countless viewers exclaimed.

...

Cold hospital.

The wheelchair was pushed to the balcony.

The boy looked at the scenery outside the window and seemed to have wisps of black aura constantly emerging.

A nurse walked to the balcony and looked at the boy and said, "Mr. Qian Wangsun? Are you okay?"

The boy's voice slowly came: "Do you know what color of despair is?"

"ah?"

"The two spirits fight each other and are called gods, and a little bit of spiritual light is its color."

"ah?"

"Nothing." Qian Wangsun laughed: "I'm just doing what I can do."

The nurse advised: "Mr. Qian, don't be too pessimistic. We have already signed up for the quota for rebirth of broken limbs. One day we will be there."

"I hope."

...

Looking at the black mixed with the air, Zhou Bai lay down to the ground and thought to himself: "What is this? Why is it black?"

I saw the black airflow attacking Zhou Bai's body again and again, but it was completely unable to break through Zhou Bai's defense after lying down.

Christina kept sensing the blackness in the air around her and said in surprise: "The black thing is the power of his soul."

"The power of the soul?"

"The power of the soul is a little bit of inspiration in the human heart. It can have color. When a certain feeling of the monk is too strong for a long time, the power of the soul will have color, just like my sword energy." Christina analyzed: "Kun Qian, it should be because of being too desperate that the power of the soul has turned black."

"Is it despair?" Zhou Bai's palm tightly clenched: "The invisible attack just now is also because of this?"

"No." Christina was surprised: "The despair only changed the color of his soul's power. The attack just now was not only despair, but also hope."

Zhou Bai was puzzled: "Speak human words."

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Chapter completed!