Chapter 24 Sheng Cai'er's jealousy, Ying Wushuang has different emotions towards Wang Yuanyuan
Sheng Yuyue in the audience looked at the battle on the stage, clenching her fists involuntarily, and there was a strong look of worry in her beautiful eyes. .
Although he believed in Ying Wushuang's strength, the strength shown by Wang Yuanyuan was simply too strong.
Especially that mysterious shield, she could tell that the power contained in it was definitely not something that ordinary weapons could emit.
After a burst of smoke, Wang Yuanyuan was seen standing the shield on the ground to support her body.
"Huhuhu~"
Wang Yuanyuan gasped for air, his body shaking violently involuntarily.
His hair was disheveled, and even the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood. He no longer looked as heroic as before.
However, the fire burning in her eyes only increased, and the overwhelming fighting spirit was gathering.
On the other hand, Guanying Wushuang, although not injured, was greatly shocked.
He didn't expect that Wang Yuanyuan, who used the Shield of the Giant Spirit God, would be so crazy.
If he hadn't released the power of the Giant Spirit God's Shield in the end, he would probably have been injured.
"You are a respectable opponent, but if you continue to fight, your life may be in danger."
Ying Wushuang could tell that with Wang Yuanyuan's current strength, her body couldn't bear the forcible use of the Giant Spirit God's Shield.
If you insist on doing this, you may die of exhaustion.
"Haha, so happy!"
Wang Yuanyuan was seen staring at Ying Wushuang opposite him with stern eyes, "As long as you can't fight to the death, you will fight to the death."
"When facing the demons, I won't listen to your kindness as a woman!"
Wang Yuanyuan sneered, then took out another empty silver crystal and embedded it on the Shield of the Giant Spirit God without hesitation.
In an instant, the Giant Spirit God's Shield temporarily left Wang Yuanyuan and floated in mid-air on its own.
I saw a violent fluctuation of spiritual power emitting from the shield of the giant spirit god, and Wang Yuanyuan looked pale at this time.
The body was swaying, as if a gust of wind could cause him to fall down.
However, her belief in fighting supported her. There was only the word "fight" in her mind, and she showed signs of going crazy.
When Ying Wushuang saw this scene, he shook his head and sighed slightly.
He understood Wang Yuanyuan's past. His great-grandfather, grandfather, and father all died at the hands of the demons, and he had a blood feud with the demons.
Therefore, since Wang Yuanyuan was born, her body has been carrying the belief of revenge.
For this belief, she practiced desperately every day, treating every battle as a life-and-death struggle.
In her eyes, only by treating every battle as a battle of life and death can she avenge them when she faces the demons in the future.
However, the high-intensity mental stress and desperate fighting style had left her body almost empty.
If this continues, it may cause irreparable consequences.
To be honest, Ying Wushuang admired Wang Yuanyuan like this, so naturally he would not watch her go crazy.
When Wang Yuanyuan was about to release the Shield of the Giant Spirit God again to fight him, the wind wings behind Ying Wushuang were operating to the extreme.
The next moment, he was behind Wang Yuanyuan in almost half a breath.
Wang Yuanyuan's pupils shrank before he could figure out why Ying Wushuang was so fast.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Wang Yuanyuan suffered a heavy blow on the back, and he immediately fainted.
The Giant Spirit God's Shield lost the support of Wang Yuanyuan's spiritual power and fell from mid-air.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yingwu hugged Wang Yuanyuan and grabbed her wrist. As the spiritual power entered, Ying Wushuang closed her eyes and quietly felt her spiritual power flowing through Wang Yuanyuan's body.
As he expected, Ying Wushuang discovered that her body had been seriously damaged. If she didn't pay attention to it, it would probably cause an irreparable tragedy in the future.
Ying Wushuang opened her eyes, and there was an additional pill in her hand, which she put directly into her mouth.
It is a third-level Snow Lotus Pill of Good Fortune. The color of the pill is pink and white, as white as the first snow.
The shape is oval, has a light aroma, and is very delicate to the touch.
Although it is only a third-level elixir, it has a powerful therapeutic effect.
Not only can the injured body quickly recover, but more importantly, it can strengthen the body a lot and improve the body's self-healing ability.
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but look at each other in shock when they saw Ying Wushuang's behavior.
What they couldn't understand was the sudden burst of speed from Ying Wushuang. They originally thought that a big battle would follow.
But unexpectedly, the war was over before it even started.
Moreover, after Ying Wushuang defeated Wang Yuanyuan, what did she feed into her mouth?
Others may not see it, but Sheng Cai'er, a saint of the Assassin Temple, knows that in addition to being an assassin, Ying Wushuang is also a potion master.
What he sent to Wang Yuanyuan was definitely an elixir, and it was most likely a healing elixir.
It must be the first time that Ying Wushuang and Wang Yuanyuan met, but even so, he was so good to her?
At this thought, Sheng Cai'er's eyes flashed with deep jealousy.
Damn Ying Wushuang!
It’s so unreasonable to be so kind to others but so bad to yourself!
When she thought of Ying Wushuang's attitude towards her recently, Sheng Cai'er became furious.
He was her wife after all, but he completely failed in his duties as a husband.
At this time, Sheng Cai'er was completely occupied by anger, and Sheng Yuyue and Wang Yuanyuan became the objects of her jealousy.
"In this game, Ying Wushuang wins!"
As the referee shouted loudly, the game officially ended.
Under the stage, two staff members of the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Field carried a stretcher and quickly came to Ying Wushuang.
"Thank you for your hard work. Leave her to us!"
"kindness!"
Ying Wushuang hugged Wang Yuanyuan and placed him on a stretcher. The staff quickly took Wang Yuanyuan away for treatment.
"Old man Ying, if I guess correctly, that person should be your grandson, right?"
On the second floor of the conference hall, Ren Wokuang's eyes narrowed and he asked Ying Suifeng.
Ying Suifeng did not deny it, but nodded noncommittally, "Yes!"
Lin Chen frowned tightly, as if he thought of something, "If I guess correctly, your grandson is not just an assassin, right?"
When Ying Wushuang took out the Fortune Snow Lotus Pill, Lin Chen became suspicious.
After all, although the Fortune Snow Lotus Pill is a third-level elixir, the success rate of refining it is extremely low, only one percent.
However, it has miraculous effects in healing and strengthening the body. It is one of the priceless elixirs.
Ordinary potion masters would not sell such elixirs.
However, Ying Wushuang has such a pill in his hand, which can only mean one result...
(End of chapter)