The Truth of the Realms (Third Update)

Lou Mingyu forcibly suppressed the urge to cough up blood and sneered, "Your injuries are worse than mine. Even your tear ducts are spurting blood."

The blood spurting from Xu Ying's eyes immediately stopped. He opened his mouth in a smile, and a torrent of blood gushed out as if his life depended on it. "Senior Brother Lou's injuries should be worse, shouldn't they? You've already begun to emit Immortal Light from inside your body. Is your Primordial Spirit about to disintegrate?"

Lou Mingyu raised his hand and jabbed himself all over, sealing the vital acupoints throughout his body so that the scattered Immortal Light could not escape. He laughed loudly. "Your realm is collapsing, crushing your internal organs. There were even fragments of your heart and liver in the blood you just vomited. Your injuries are worse."

The corner of Xu Ying's eye twitched. His tear ducts could no longer hold back, and two thin streams of blood sprayed upward with a hiss.

"Senior Brother, both your legs are shaking!"

"Junior Brother, can't you stand steadily?"

"Senior Brother, if you can't hold on, lie down. It'll be more comfortable!"

"Junior Brother, you actually want to fall down, don't you? It's just the two of us here. There's no shame in falling down."

Neither of them had light injuries. Before long, neither could hold on any longer. They had merely been forcing themselves to stand because they refused to lose face.

Xu Ying was finding it difficult to persist and suggested, "Senior Brother, rather than, rather than both of us suffering, why don't we call it a draw? What do, do you think?"

Lou Mingyu could not help turning around and spraying out great mouthfuls of blood. He forced out, "It, it's a good idea!"

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