Chapter 250 Eastern Territory Competition (Seventeen)
Song Ke's expression changed, and his figure instantly turned into countless dark particles, which slammed away and avoided the blow.

At this time, the time limit for the Saber Intent Formation also expired, turning into dots and dissipating on the battle platform.

Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, the sword intent existed for too short a time, so the killing array couldn't last long.

She looked ahead, and those dark particles gathered again, revealing Song Ke's figure.

At this time, his back was wounded by the knife intent, and the long cut was bleeding continuously, and it couldn't be stopped.

A gleam of blood flashed in his gray pupils, and the dark fog between his gestures flowed and changed continuously with his movements.

Jiang Li didn't delay, and slashed at him with a knife again, but at this moment, something strange appeared.

The place where she was was suddenly surrounded by dark thick fog, which completely blocked her figure.

Song Ke stood not far away and kept meditating, trying to maintain the dark fog, trying to draw out the dark demon in her heart.

However, the scene in front of Jiang Li's eyes had changed at this time. She found herself lying on a hospital bed that was both familiar and unfamiliar, with a white ceiling above her head.

She wanted to turn her head to look around, but she couldn't move.

Jiang Li frowned, feeling that she shouldn't be here.

But she shouldn't be here, where should she be?

"Ah Li, it's all because the principal is incapable of curing your illness..."

The dean's sobbing sound came from next to her ears, which shocked Jiang Li suddenly, and a feeling of longing and guilt swept over her instantly, her eyes became hot, and she felt the urge to cry.

She felt that her hand was tightly held by the dean, and big tears dripped on the back of her hand.

"A quinoa..."

The dean called her softly over and over again, only the sobbing sound of the dean was left in the silent ward.

Jiang Li felt very sad. She wanted to comfort the dean, but there was nothing she could do.

She just wanted to tell the dean that she was extremely lucky to have met the dean, and she never blamed her.

There are many children in the orphanage, but there is not enough funds to maintain it. Life is already very hard.

What's more, it is very difficult for the dean to spend part of the money to treat her illness.

Jiang Li endured the torment in her heart and lay on the bed until there was no more sound around her, and she finally regained some mobility.

It's just that she was still breathing weakly, and any movement made her panting, as if she couldn't breathe in the next moment.

Looking at the cold night outside the window, she slowly raised her hand to touch the oxygen mask on her face, and pulled it away bit by bit.

Without the supply of an oxygen mask, it became difficult for her to breathe, and something blocked her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not absorb oxygen.

The only hanging moon in the sky was also covered by dark clouds, as if the will to survive was sealed in her heart.

Jiang Cheno looked out the window, his consciousness was stripped away a little bit.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared on the crescent moon behind the cloudy clouds. It broke through the clouds with difficulty, and even if there was only a little bit of faint light, it still tried to shine on the earth.

Jiang Li was slightly taken aback, and then an astonishing will to survive burst out in her eyes, and she sat up from the hospital bed abruptly.

At the same time, the dense fog on the battle platform dissipated abruptly, revealing the figure of Jiang Li.

"Well!"

Song Ke suffered a backlash, a fishy sweetness rose in his throat, and he suffered internal injuries.

He raised his head and looked at Jiangli in surprise, obviously he was about to succeed, why did Jiangli suddenly break free again?

Jiang Li looked at him coldly, and then attacked him in a flash.

Song Ke's pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he soared into the air to meet him.

He turned into a dark fog and quickly ran across the battle arena, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

However, Jiang Li didn't give in to him this time, she stretched her posture to the extreme, and simply played "peek-a-boo" with him.

Everyone could only see flickering figures and strong spiritual power fluctuations, and they were confused.

"What are these two playing? Hide and seek!"

"That's right, especially Song Ke from the Dragon Palace, I haven't seen him a few times."

"But it seems that Jiang Li is better, after all, Song Ke has been injured."

"I think so too. This time, the Five Spirits Sect has produced two powerful characters. I think it will be interesting!"

"It doesn't matter if there is a drama or not, anyway, it has nothing to do with us..."

"...That's right..."

The disciples of Yunxu Sect and Taibai Sect watched helplessly, feeling sour and quite sad.

This time the leader of the big competition has nothing to do with them, how much difference does it make if they get it?
"boom!"

The two afterimages on the stage finally collided and bounced to both sides with a bang.

Jiang Li and Song Ke clashed their palms and retreated at the same time.

"puff!"

Song Ke vomited blood from the palm, and then the gray flame covered his palm, and nimbly and skillfully slipped to the wound on his back.

He sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly bent his hands to grab it, but he only caught a little bit of the tail, and finally it slipped into the flesh along the wound.

The moment the flame penetrated into his body, the blood in Song Ke's body instantly flowed backwards, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices immediately.

He was startled, and immediately wanted to force the blood back, but Jiang Li's offensive came again.

The murderous saber intent slashed forward, and at the same time, countless petals fell leisurely, with a cold look.

Song Ke's eyes sharpened, and he jumped up into the air, trying to avoid it again by turning into a dark fog.

But this time, as soon as he flew into the air, the blood in his body surged up.

"Boom!"

He fell heavily to the ground, and was hit by the knife intent, almost cutting off most of his shoulder.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the next moment, a cool knife tip was placed on his neck.

Jiang Li stood in front of him holding a knife, looking down at him with a murderous look in his indifferent eyes.

As long as he fights back, the point of the knife will stab into his neck.

"you lose."

The three words of indifference came from the top of his head, Song Ke looked up at Jiang Li, and smiled with the corners of his mouth.

"You are amazing."

There are many limitations in the competition on the arena, and many things are not allowed to be used, including the technique of using poison, which also greatly limited his strength.

Now he has lost, but if it was in the audience, Jiang Li would definitely not be able to beat him so easily.

Song Ke's eyes flickered, and he admitted that he had lost.

Ginger quinoa is indeed capable, it grows very fast, and it will be a very good opponent in the future.

"Assigned."

Jiang Li withdrew the horizontal knife, nodded slightly at him, and then jumped off the battle platform, surrounded by disciples of the Five Spirits Sect.

Song Ke looked at the wound on his shoulder, endured the pain and jumped down, glanced at the radiant Jiang Li, and walked straight to the site of the Dragon Palace.

The other disciples saw that his face was not good, but none of them dared to step forward to comfort and care, because Song Ke would not show them a good face.

(End of this chapter)

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