After speaking with Black Chi, I returned to the familiar battleground.
With experience under his belt, Pei Ye was the first to step in. Glancing upwards, the beads on the top had become deeper and larger.
Seeing his opponent entering from the other side, the fluid in his body surged again. This time it was more raging than before. An odd thought occurred to Pei Ye – if he cut his veins open, would the blood gushing out be glowing blue?
There was no time to fantasize. The two, standing face-to-face, instantly arranged their "armour" and fiercely pounced on each other.
Both were willing to kill to ensure another hour of survival — and to gain access to that prestigious seed.
The opponent's unusually long limbs now showed their usefulness. He moved on all fours, like a spider or flea. His hand and foot movements were entirely different from those of a biped. His hands could function as feet, and vice versa, making it hard for Pei Ye to adapt.
