Both of them were at the Sequence 6 level, but Mira had not fought many times with others. As an orc, Luanren had more experience in fighting with others. In the exchange of injuries, Mira suffered a greater wound.

Suddenly, the pupils of this young man from the snow leopard tribe shrank slightly.

Mira held the cross spear in one hand and pressed the other hand on her wound. As the pure white light particles flew, the wound on her waist gradually healed, leaving only a shallow scar.

"Oh, sorry, after all, my main job is still healing." Mira made a gesture, then rushed towards the opposite side again with a gun, bringing up a whistling wind, and with a flash of silver light, directly swept the opponent away.

Luanren rolled on the ground several times before he managed to stand up, but he had another huge wound on his body.

"hateful!"

Luanren spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the opponent's healing ability which was almost cheating, he suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

It seems that I can only use that trick, he thought to himself, and then his eyes suddenly turned blood red, his body also turned slightly red, and a faint heat came out of the surface of his skin.

'Blood-burning Secret Technique'

This is a life-and-death technique that is not used in normal combat. The intense stimulation of blood and energy means faster speed and strength, but also means huge loss and damage to oneself.

In the previous duel, several orcs used similar secret techniques, otherwise it would have been difficult to defeat the opponents on the Clancy side. And this time, Luanren also unsurprisingly continued his previous style.

"In that case, I have to be serious too."

Mira stood in the night wind, her silver pupils suddenly widened, and runes seemed to flow in them, like two silver stars in the dark night, reflecting every wisp of wind, every grain of dust, and every trace of magic power in front of her eyes. The visible and invisible objects within hundreds of meters around her were visible as if on a silver mirror.

The pure white flames rose up by themselves and spread towards the cross-gun in his hand. The momentum also climbed steadily, making the oncoming opponent feel like running in a raging fire and suffocating.

The second round of battle also started again.