Mo Yu dodged immediately, but she was no match for Ula's speed. Her finger sword pierced deeply into Mo Yu's shoulder blade, and blood splattered everywhere. Ula jumped into the air nimbly to prevent the blood from splashing on herself. At the same time, she showed a smug smile and looked at Yuri in the audience.
Yuri just looked at the battle above calmly, his eyes not fixed on her, which made her feel annoyed. She glanced at the people below the stage, and his men quickly brought up a sword.
Wu La threw the sword to Mo Yu and said, "Ugly freak, you are too weak. Take this and have some fun with me."
"You!" Luo Youyou was so angry that she wanted to curse back, but Mo Yu shook his head at her, and she swallowed her words.
At the critical moment of life and death, especially at the key point of this battle, for Mo Yu, winning is the key, and he never needs things like face.
He caught the sword steadily. The sword was silver, which fully proved how confident Ula was. What kind of arrogance it was to easily hand over a deadly weapon to his opponent.
Seeing him holding the sword, Wu La suddenly jumped up with strange steps. Mo Yu suddenly felt as if he was surrounded by a dozen people. He couldn't see who they were. There was only light and shadow overlapping and flashing in front of his eyes, and the wind was howling. He seemed to be in the center of a whirlwind made of blades. Apart from the pain in his body, he could not feel anything.
The sword in his hand was completely useless. He only felt that his body was torn into countless pieces, and cold blood was flowing out of his body.
Even when he occasionally drew his sword, it was like a mirage in the water. It only disturbed the shadows in front of him. The shadows swayed and soon returned to calm. Everything he did was in vain.
The light and shadow finally stopped, and Ula stood in front of him, holding his chin proudly.
Mo Yu was already covered in bruises, with countless wounds on his body, which dyed his clothes red, as if he had just walked out of a bright red dye vat.
Luo Youyou was horrified and quickly shouted at Moyu, "Moyu, admit defeat! You are no match for her!"
She suddenly felt that her original decision was wrong. Although Mo Yu looked taciturn, cowardly and inferior, no one could compare to his fortitude and tenacity. She suddenly had a feeling that as long as Mo Yu was still alive, he would never admit defeat.
Mo Yu's ugly face became even more distorted because of the pain, but he actually gritted his teeth and smiled at Luo Youyou. Although it seemed like a painful distortion in the eyes of others, Luo Youyou could clearly see that he was smiling.
"Let him fight. That's a man's dignity. He would rather die on the battlefield than admit defeat easily. This is especially true for the vampires." Yuri patted Luo Youyou's shoulder and comforted her softly, then hugged her in his arms.
Luo Youyou leaned weakly on Yuri's chest, her voice somewhat desolate, "But I don't want to see anyone die."
Yuri's arms tightened again. He knew that Luo Youyou was cruel and bloody. She could catch a powerless person and have him as dinner, but she could not tolerate anyone she cared about getting hurt, including Yue Shenxun, Mo Yu, and anyone in this small team.
Seeing that Mo Yu had not fallen down yet, Wu La's eyes flashed with annoyance. He suddenly rushed over again, bent down slightly, and stabbed his knees twice. Mo Yu staggered a few times, swayed and almost fell down. With a crisp bang, the sword hit the ground, supporting him to stand up again.
"Very resilient." Wu La said gloomily, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, "But it will only kill you."
Mo Yu said nothing, but looked straight into Wu La's contemptuous eyes, with only determination in his eyes.
The wounds were healing, but those wounds were almost deep in the bone marrow. It was impossible to completely heal them in the ring. It would take a very long time, so he was in so much pain that he could hardly stand. The pain even affected his eyes, making him dizzy and his vision blurred.
But he knew he couldn't give up. He had already lost two games and he didn't have the right to choose to lose, even if Luo Youyou asked him to, even if no one blamed him, he would blame himself.
In the eyes of his companions, he was almost useless. Even though he played a big role in so many life-and-death battles, he was still invisible in the eyes of others except Luo Youyou.
He wanted to prove to them that he was invaluable and indispensable. For the trust and attention that Luo Youyou gave him, and for the unprecedented care that Luo Youyou brought him, he could not lose.
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