"Was all of this something you planned?" Chu Ling put down his Everlasting Regret Spear and asked Qi Ling incredulously, "You already knew all this, which is why you launched this attack?"
Qi Ling clutched her chest, trying to stop the bleeding from her wound, and said with a bitter smile, "Ah, that's right. Although it was somewhat unexpected, I had indeed planned all of this, which is why I launched that attack."
"You madman, you madman! Do you know how reckless and irrational your attack was?!" Chu Ling said, looking utterly bewildered. "Heaven knows how much luck you had to pull off such an attack! Are you really that sure you'll succeed?"
"To be honest, I know that doing this has less than a 50% chance of success," Qi Ling said. "But if we don't do it this way, the success rate will only be lower."
"So sometimes taking risks is worthwhile for victory! After all, what battle has a known outcome before it even begins?"
Chu Ling looked at Qi Ling speechlessly. Indeed, no matter what, he had lost this battle! One wrong move and the whole game was lost. He wasn't someone he didn't know.
Moreover, Chu Ling knew that if he didn't admit defeat at this moment and instead used despicable means to deny Qi Ling's victory, he would be the one who truly failed. No matter what reward he received, it would not be able to make up for his moral deficiency.
"This time, you're lucky," Chu Ling said, slowly retracting his Everlasting Regret Spear. "I lost."
Having finally won the match, Qi Ling had to admire Chu Ling's magnanimity; this guy truly had the bearing of a master!
Moreover, after their battle, Qi Ling had reached her limit in both spirit and physical strength, and it was difficult for her to move even half a step further, but Chu Ling still seemed to have plenty of energy left.
Just as Chu Ling had thought, as long as Chu Ling could withstand Qi Ling's attack, victory would be his. Qi Ling knew this too, which was why she was willing to pay such a high price and gamble with Chu Ling on this move.
In other words, Chu Ling's strength is indeed superior to hers, and if Qi Ling doesn't use this method, her chances of winning are slim. But regardless, victory ultimately belongs to Qi Ling.
"Honestly, these young people these days are really impressive," Shi Meng said with a smile. "These kids are much more pleasing to the eye than those good-for-nothing Devil King!"
"You won, Qi Ling. Now, come down and rest!"
Just after Shi Meng finished speaking, Luna rushed over anxiously and helped Qi Ling. At this point, Qi Ling could barely stand. With Luna's support, she finally managed to return to the rest room with great difficulty.
"Well done, Qi Ling!" As soon as they returned to the lounge, Xiluo excitedly exclaimed to Qi Ling, "Wow, I never expected you to come up with such a method, Qi Ling!"
"To make such a desperate gamble for final victory, and to actually succeed! Qi Ling, you are truly amazing, so incredible!"
For Qi Ling to receive such high praise from Xiluo was a rare treat, further demonstrating just how brilliant and unforgettable his tactics had been.
Luna, however, pouted and said, " Xiluo! Stop praising Mr. Qi Ling! He fought such a dangerous battle this time, I don't like it at all!"
Xiao Ye chimed in, "Yeah, Qi Ling, you're really taking your life too lightly. Your injuries are so severe right now. Leaving aside how long it will take you to heal, how are you going to deal with Zhen Hong in the finals this afternoon?!"
Qi Ling smiled helplessly and said, "Well, there's no way around it. I give my all in every match. How can it be considered giving my all if I don't risk my life?"
"Seriously, you're such a show-off! You worried us to death!" Xiao Ye said.
" Xiluo, do you have any way to help Qi Ling recover, like before?" Luna couldn't help but ask.
When Qi Ling was seriously injured, she ate a green worm that Alice gave her. Not only did her body recover completely, but she also gained plenty of strength, which enabled her to participate in the subsequent competitions.
Given the current situation, it's simply impossible for Qi Ling to recover to a level sufficient for competition in such a short time, which is why Luna came up with this solution.
Xiluo said helplessly, "It's a pity, Luna, that's impossible. Qi Ling can no longer recover using that method."
"Why? Is it because that medicine is too rare? No matter the cost, I will pay for Qi Ling's treatment from now on, Xiluo, please think of a way." Luna couldn't help but say.
Xiluo then said with difficulty, "That's not the reason, Luna. It's because that kind of thing cannot be taken continuously in a short period of time. Otherwise, not only will it not restore you, but the effect will be comparable to a deadly poison."
"So unfortunately, Qi Ling can only rely on her own strength this time. Taking other recovery drugs will have the opposite effect and make the situation worse."
This caused everyone to feel dejected. Even if Qi Ling were in his full strength, he wouldn't stand much of a chance against Zhen Hong, let alone in his current state.
But at this moment, Qi Ling sat down to the side and said with a smile to the others, "You don't need to worry about me, I'll be fine. You don't need to worry about the rest of the competition either, I have my own plans."
Everyone knew how important this match was to Qi Ling Qi Ling, so there was no way he would give up on it. Yet, in his current state, he spoke with such confidence, which puzzled everyone. Where did his confidence come from?
Qi Ling didn't say much about this, only telling everyone that she already had a perfect plan and they didn't need to worry about the afternoon's match.
After a period of rest, Qi Ling only recovered some of her strength, and her injuries did not improve at all. In this condition, she was simply unable to fight normally.
However, when the match started, Qi Ling still walked out resolutely. Everyone watching was surprised to see that Qi Ling had chosen to continue the match.
They originally thought that, given the current situation, Qi Ling would have absolutely no chance of participating in the next match, so many people secretly gloated and celebrated Qi Ling's inability to win the match.
But now, something surprising happened. On the viewing platform, You Xian frowned and said, "This guy, isn't he afraid of death? Coming to the competition in his current state is practically suicide; he can't even withstand a single move!"
The fat man scoffed, "Hmph, it seems he's overconfident. He actually thinks he can compete in this state? Utterly laughable!"
"If he really dies in this match, it will become a huge joke in the Devil Realm. Heh, let's wait and see what happens!"