"Go on!"
Shi Po didn't stop.
After it smashed the bamboo shield, its forelimbs bounced on the ground, and its entire torso bounced off the ground.
It flipped half a circle in mid-air, and the five Root Bone claws on its forelimbs grabbed it in the direction of Meng Jiu's landing.
Meng Jiu's bamboo pole moved sideways again, and the bamboo tip drew a circle in front of him, and a layer of bamboo shoots emerged from the circle to block his body.
Shi Po's bone claws shattered the phantom of the bamboo shoot, but Meng Jiu had already retreated three feet again with the buffer of that moment.
Shi Po chased me seven times.
Every time he attacked with all his strength, he was blocked every time by the bamboo shoots, leaves and joints drawn by Meng Jiu with bamboo poles.
Its moves are getting faster, fiercer, and more violent.
The bone claws of the forelimbs scratched out dense afterimages in the air, and will-o'-the-wisps exploded into clusters at the tips of the claws, and Sha Qi surged around the body like a boil.
But Meng Jiu always just goes back, back, and back again.
The bamboo pole is drawn in the hand with circles, circles, and bamboo knots and bamboo shoots.
He took his time and unloaded every attack into the empty space.
"Can you only run?"
Shi Po stopped on the stone bricks after the eighth miss, with his forelimbs on the ground, breathing heavily.
The dark red liquid oozing out of the blood hole on its chest had flowed onto the stone bricks, forming a small sticky dark depression at its feet.
The green will-o'-the-wisps in its eye sockets were dimmer than before, and the edges of the will-o'-the-wisp no longer spattered sparks, but instead had fine cracks.
It feels like a clown.
Being played with by this guy and being applauded.
Just a clown played by this guy as a fool.
It's a bit unbearable.
I can't bear it anymore.
"Not running."
Meng Jiu stood three feet away, leaning on a bamboo pole at an angle to his side, his face covered with white cloth as calm as ever.
"Was waiting."
"What are you waiting for?"
Shi Po squeezed out three words between his sharp teeth.
"Wait until you use up all your strength."
Meng Jiu tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully to the rhythm of Shi Po's breathing.
"Your breathing is nearly twice as fast as before."
"You pulled out so many Root Bone thorns and chased me seven times. Most of the Sha Qi in your body has been consumed."
"If you keep fighting like this, you will collapse on Arena from exhaustion without me taking action."
Shi Po was silent.
It was lying on the stone bricks, its forelimbs supporting the ground, and the blood hole in its chest continued to ooze dark red liquid.
The green will-o'-the-wisp in its eye sockets jumped twice, and then suddenly became brighter.
In a very short period of time, the two will-o'-the-wisps changed from green to dark red, from dark red to pitch black, and then from pitch black to an extremely turbid, dark golden color that resembled the solidification of magma after cooling.
Its forelimbs suddenly hit the ground, and the entire deformed torso bounced off the ground. This time it bounced higher than ever before, almost reaching the height of Arena in mid-air.
There is no doubt that this guy is right.
The word "self-destruction" kept lingering in his mind.
It desperately wanted to kill the blind man in front of it.
But it was too fast, causing my own rhythm to be messed up and completely messed up.
"You're right."
Shi Po's voice came down from mid-air, becoming hoarse and distorted, like countless broken bones rubbing together at the same time.
"Laozi and Sha Qi are really running out."
"But Laozi has other things to burn."
"Instead of watching me, it's better to worry about yourself."
As soon as the voice fell, its forelimbs suddenly inserted into its back, and pulled out a dark golden Bone Spike from the middle of the back.
That Root Bone thorn is different from all the Bone Spike it pulled out before.
The sashimi is covered with fine, spider-like golden lines.
Every line is continuously pulsating, transporting dark golden light to every corner of Bone Spike like blood vessels.
When it held the Root Bone thorn, the muscles of its entire forelimb were spasming violently.
The dark golden light seeped into its forelimbs from Bone Spike, dyeing the off-white Bone Spike on its forelimbs into a dark gold.
"Bloodline Forbidden Technique·Burning Bones."
It stabbed the dark gold Bone Spike into his chest.
The moment Bone Spike sank into the chest, all the Bone Spike around it simultaneously exploded into a dark golden halo.
The halo spread from the surface of Bone Spike to all directions, wrapping its entire deformed body in a dark golden flame.
Its body expanded in the flames, its forelimbs became thicker, and its hind limbs became more powerful.
The sharp teeth in his mouth became sharper, and the will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets turned into a dazzling dark golden color.
It hit Meng Jiu from mid-air.
Dark golden flames condensed on the five Root Bone claws of the forelimbs, and the flames were compressed into five fist-sized dark gold light balls at the tips of the claws.
The air along its trajectory was burned into a twisted heat wave, and the Gold-Patterned Restriction on the surface of the stone bricks made a dense sizzling sound under the erosion of the heat wave.
"Die to me."