Xue Ying raised his head and looked around, taking in deep breaths all the while. The baleful aura and resentment prevalent in this blood-colored battle platform could not hinder his incomparably joyful mood.
After the battle, his spirit relaxed, and an endless wave of exhaustion rushed into his mind.
This relaxed and tired feeling drew an unpreventable grin from Xue Ying. He knelt down, stroking the ice-cold arena, and, feeling the icy chill, muttered, "I’ve won. What about the blood battle platform? I still won, and I’ve already broken through the fourth vine leaf world. Right now, only the fifth vine leaf world is left. Jing Qiu, wait for me; I will return!"
He then abruptly rose and caressed the Stellar Fire Cloud Spear in his hands. It was this spear in his palm that had accompanied him the entire way, always charging through up till now.
