Dragon Beibei Wins!
Long Beibei had been severely wounded by Long Yu's two swords. The injuries to her shoulder and back had grown even more horrific, with blood gushing from the wounds like pillars.
Blood mist swirled dazzlingly around Long Yu as she floated in midair, looking down upon the heavily wounded Long Beibei like a demon god. A vicious grin tugged at the corner of her lips. "Do you still want to fight? You can't beat me!"
"You were originally at the ninth level of the Yang God Realm, while I am at the first level of the Life Extinction Realm!"
"You were never my match to begin with. Now that I've unleashed the Blood Shadow Soul Severing Sword, you have even less of a chance!"
"Surrender!"
The martial artists across the arena who had been watching this battle all understood clearly that the sword wounds Long Beibei had inflicted on Long Yu earlier were completely incomparable to the might of these two swords.
The power of those two swords had nearly cost Long Beibei half her life.
Everyone felt that Long Beibei was certain to lose.
Even Long Huihuang and Long Xian felt that Long Beibei was probably beyond saving.
Yet only Lin Bai still had faith in Long Beibei.
Lin Bai chuckled. "All right, the warm-up is over. The real match starts now!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yue could not help looking at Long Beibei.
A mysterious smile rested on Lin Bai's face, and he showed no pressure at all, as if he had known all along that Long Beibei would definitely win.
Long Beibei lay on the ground, gritted her teeth, and crawled to her feet. She raised her head, revealing a pale face, and stared coldly at Long Yu. A hint of a vicious grin