Why didn't Sang Ning use any medication?
[Perhaps she didn't have time to take her medication. As soon as McIntyre jumped out, Margaret followed suit, and Sanning didn't even have time to react before charging in. It's understandable that she didn't need her medication.]
[Margaret surprised me a bit; her fighting skills are by no means weak.]
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like Sang Ning didn't give it her all?
Sang Ning didn't go all out; as soon as she started fighting Margaret, she knew she was safe.
Margaret's fighting skills are not bad, but they are no match for her.
However, that's not the main point. The main point is that this girl's lower body is unstable and her stamina is poor.
After only a few minutes of fighting, her breathing became incredibly heavy.
She doesn't even need to exert much effort; a war of attrition is enough to wear Margaret down until she concedes defeat.
"Do you want to admit defeat?"
Sanning calmly dodged Margaret's elbow strike, and at the same time, shifted his feet, reached out and grabbed her wrist, squeezing hard, causing Margaret's right hand to go completely numb and lose all feeling.
She was ruthless; she completely ignored the numbness in Sang Ning's right hand and kicked him swiftly and accurately in the left leg.
You're dreaming.
Sang Ning sighed, "You forced me to do this."
Before she could finish speaking, she took Margaret's kick head-on, and then her figure disappeared right before Margaret's eyes.
Margaret was startled and instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late.
"Go on."
In a dizzying moment, a loud bang was heard.
Margaret lay on the ground, staring blankly at the starry sky above.
What happened?
Why was most of her body numb and unconscious, yet she was still lying on the ground?
"you···"
A cool sensation ran down my wrist, and the system announcement sounded.
Margaret has been eliminated. Sanning smiled and said, "Sorry, I have to go deal with Agnes. You can rest here for now."
As she spoke, she darted to the left like lightning.
With a thud, Sang Ning paused for a moment before continuing to rush forward.
McIntyre screamed, "Holy crap, Emmanuel, you scoundrel! What kind of monster is this, smashing me into this crater?"
"I didn't dig this hole."
Emmanuel slowly walked up to him, squatted down by the pit and looked down at McIntyre sitting in the pit, and said coolly, "I'll give you a chance to quit on your own, or I'll come down and beat you up."
McIntyre, "..."
So, he withdrew from the competition to avoid physical pain?
Or should I withdraw from the competition to avoid physical harm?!
After a brief moment of thought, he raised his chin, displaying an air of "I'd rather die than be humiliated," and said, "If you've got the guts, come and beat me up. I'll beg for mercy and change my surname to yours."
"You said it yourself."
Emmanuel was delighted to hear this. Someone was eager to be beaten up, and being kind, considerate, and understanding, he naturally had to grant McIntyre's wish.
So he jumped.
Then, he was pounced on by McIntyre, who clung to him like an octopus.
Then, the two staged a farce.
"Let go of my hands and legs."
"I don't!"
"Loose or not?"
"Don't loosen it!"
Emmanuel, who was completely entangled in a tangle of entanglements, could no longer contain his anger and began to strike ruthlessly.
However, amidst the pounding sounds, McIntyre's limbs clung to him even more desperately.
And this guy's mouth.
That's right, knowing he couldn't beat Emmanuel, McIntyre started biting.
The bite was truly vicious, drawing blood with a single stroke. Emmanuel gasped, grabbed his hair, and snarled, "Are you a dog?"
"Let go!"
No way, I'll never let go.
Victory was in sight, but he ended up getting crushed. He has a temper, you know.
Trying to get him to open his mouth is futile; he won't even open a crack in the window, let alone a door.
McIntyre, whose hair was being pulled and whose scalp was aching, and whose whole body was being hammered, refused to let go no matter what.
So the entire mountaintop was filled with Emmanuel's frantic roars as he tried to get him to give in.
Louis was engaged in a lively exchange with Gu Jingchen when he heard the commotion coming from Emmanuel's side. Louis exclaimed incredulously, "McIntyre bites people?"
Gu Jingchen silently accepted Louis's attack and then began to fight back. How would he know? He had never been bitten by Old Mike before.
To be honest, Old Mike's attack method really surprised him.
Unfortunately, it was of no use.
The bite was severe, but at most it would leave a tooth mark on Emmanuel, and that tooth mark would disappear in no time after being sprayed with wound healing fluid.
What's the point?
It would be better to do what he did and fight Louis head-on.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Louis didn't bother to ask and launched an even fiercer attack on Gu Jingchen.
He hadn't been serious before, but now that he was, Gu Jingchen was finding it hard to keep up.
But he didn't back down. Instead, he tried his best to defend and boldly attack. Even if there was a 50% chance that his attacks would fail, it didn't matter. He had no intention of winning.
We'll hurt Louis as much as we can.
Both are players, so why did Louis get to have a bunch of amazing teammates right from the start, while as for him... well, let's not even talk about him.
It's really upsetting to think about.
Perhaps because the experience of teaming up was too unpleasant, Gu Jingchen's combat strength actually increased.
Louis, "..."
Louis was so angry he wanted to curse. How could the fight get so intense halfway through?
That's absolutely outrageous.
Forget it, I'd better just focus on dealing with this.
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