บท 1518: The Competition (4)

Pop, pop, pop!

Loud cracking noises rang out once again. Just as Su Lin finished speaking, she had already put Mu Ying's limbs back together.

"Mu Ying, hurry up and concede!"

Dong Fang has grown anxious. "Lady Gu, if this goes on, Mu Ying will die, he'll most certainly die!"

However, Gu Ruoyun had not said a single word from the very beginning. She also did not make any move and only watched the arena very quietly. No one knew what she was thinking.

"Cough, cough!"

Mu Ying coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and slowly rose to his feet.

He could finally move his arms and legs. However, the first thing he did was not to fight Su Lin but to slowly raise his hand and place it into his lapels to grab a pill...

Even if Su Lin has put his arms and legs back together, the pain she had inflicted upon him had not disappeared. Hence, Mu Ying's hand trembled incessantly and it was almost as if he could drop the pill at any time.