Although everyone thought Xia Ping was bound to lose, for some reason, he himself didn't feel that he would lose at all.
It had been a long time since he'd suffered such severe injuries. Even though this was happening in the Virtual World, it was actually much like the real world. This was a projection of his soul, as if his true body had descended.
At that moment, he sensed the Ghost-God aura radiating from Lv Wenhou. Deep within his body, his blood seemed to boil like magma, and a terrifying heat erupted from him.
Wisps of flame emerged from all 108,000 of his pores, as if he had become a man of fire.
Stimulated by the Ghost-God Body, the Hell Golden Crow Cells in Xia Ping's body seemed to awaken as well. Their inner will turned wild, like a divine beast rousing from slumber.
What?!
With a whoosh, Lv Wenhou had been about to press his advantage and finish Xia Ping with a single strike. But his body sent him a terrifying warning, and he instantly retreated several kilometers, watching Xia Ping from afar.
His eyes flickered uncertainly.
"What exactly is happening?"
Lv Wenhou took the warning from his Ghost-God Body very seriously. It wasn't a false alarm, but rather a warrior's instinct for danger. That instinct had saved him countless times before, and this time was no different.
Although he didn't know what was happening, it was better to keep his distance and avoid danger. He could attack once he had a clearer idea of what was going on.
"The Ghost-God Body? I see. I never imagined there was such a martial art in the world!" A glint appeared in Xia Ping's eyes. He was thrilled, as if he had discovered an entirely new world.
Boom!
He circulated