"How did you end up like this..." A Nan's voice reached Long Xingyu's ears, but Long Xingyu chose not to answer.
He merely stood up in silence, but a moment later, the intense pain throughout his body still made it a little difficult.
Seeing this, however, A Nan did not attack Long Xingyu again. In A Nan's eyes, this contest had already been decided.
Although A Nan did not know exactly what was wrong with Long Xingyu, Long Xingyu was no longer qualified, nor capable enough, to be his opponent.
Perhaps Long Xingyu had been in this state in the past, but A Nan was no longer his former self. He had now moved forward, while Long Xingyu was still wandering in place.
The cold wind of the northern border swept past. A Nan turned to look toward Imperial Dragon Pass. Long Xingyu still wanted to stand up, but that last blow had already inflicted considerable damage on him. Although Long Xingyu could still fight, his heart had long since lost its calm.
Long Xingyu looked at A Nan. Seeing how his former opponent had long since grown stronger than him left an indescribable taste in his heart. Even he could not explain exactly why he had ended up like this.
That feeling of rejection came from the Doom and Slaughter and Divine Throne again, but Long Xingyu paid it no mind. He merely watched A Nan ahead of him.
A Nan paid no attention to Long Xingyu behind him, but his grip on his twin blades did not slacken. Then, with a whistle through the air, a magic missile flew toward him.
A Nan did not choose to dodge. Instead, he slashed forward with his twin blades. A sound like shattering glass rang out, and Long Xingyu saw A