217: C217 Lin Dong's Death(last Part)

C217 Lin Dong's Death(last Part)

Zhao Xin's body was covered in wounds, but he didn't care at all. He kept bombarding the barrier, sending it flying, and getting up again and again.

Boom!

Bang!

Boom -

Bang!

The venue was as silent as water. Only the sound of Zhao Xin being blasted away by the barrier could be heard. Fists!

He was like a madman, fearless.

Just like a fool, he only had one thought.

He was risking his life.

He was really risking his life.

Everyone was completely stunned by Zhao Xin from the beginning until the end.

Was he not afraid of death?

Was he still human? After suffering so much damage, if it was an ordinary person, they would have been killed by the rebound force. Was it worth it for him to rush forward without caring about his own life?

For an inner sect disciple who had already been controlled, there was no need at all.

Many people were asking this question in their hearts.

But Zhao Xin's actions told them that it was necessary!

This was Zhao Xin's answer. The one who was in danger was his brother. If he was his brother, he wouldn't let his brother die in front of him.

Even though he knew that he wouldn't be able to break through the barrier on the arena, he still fought like a madman. He didn't know how he should save Lin Dong. He only knew that he wouldn't do anything. He would die, he wouldn't let him go.

On the arena.

Lin Dong seemed to be attracted by the continuous bombardment. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Xin with a blank face. He had lost his expression and kept looking at Zhao Xin.

He kept looking at ___.

Chang Hang saw Lin Dong suddenly move. His facial expression changed slightly. Lin Dong's soul imprint had yet to be fully understood. There was still a trace of consciousness left in Lin Dong's soul.

He moved both of his hands, wanting to turn Lin Dong's head back.

But no matter how he commanded, Lin Dong did not move at all.

Lin Dong stared blankly at Zhao Xin's continuous attacks, then he was continuously knocked back by the rebounding force.

His dull eyes had a trace of the same lustre.

He seemed to remember this person.

He remembered this person in his mind. He deeply admired this person.

But...

But who was he?

And who am I?

Perhaps Zhao Xin's desperate effort had touched a certain nerve in the depths of Lin Dong's heart. At this moment, he had broken through a small gap in the control of his strength. Then, he crazily looked at Zhao Xin, staring at him.

In his heart, he actually didn't want Zhao Xin to do this.

Who was he?

Why did he attack the barrier?

Lin Dong?

Who was the Lin Dong he was shouting at? Was he calling me?

Countless questions bombarded Lin Dong's brain.

Chang Hang's expression was getting more and more intense. Lin Dong was actually breaking free from his control.

At this moment.

A name suddenly flashed in Lin Dong's mind - Long Yunxin!

Lin Dong looked at Zhao Xin, who was trying to break through to the barrier. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he actually revealed a smile as he looked at Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin was startled.

Lin Dong's eyes suddenly changed, and his lost expression returned. He turned back to look at Chang Hang, and his face twisted. In an instant, Chang Hang was pushed down onto the ground.

"I'll call you boss as well. You're really worthy of respect, and you're worthy of following me. I've won this match."

"If I have the chance in my next life, I will definitely follow you!"

Lin Dong threw Chang Hang onto the ground and controlled him as he roared.

Zhao Xin's heart sank. "No, Lin Dong, don't!"

Inside the barrier, a surge of soul force was gathering crazily.

Chang Hang's expression changed drastically. "No, no, you bastard! Let go of me! I don't want to die!"

Chang Hang kept punching Lin Dong's head. Soon, Lin Dong's head was dripping with blood, and his white bones were exposed in the air.

Lin Dong ignored him and shouted in a deep voice, "Wolf God's bloodline, explode!"

Self-detonate bloodline!

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhao Xin crazily attacked the barrier. He wanted to stop Lin Dong from self-destruction. Self-destruction of his bloodline was no different from perishing together with Lin Dong.

He didn't want Lin Dong to die.

"Lin Dong, calm down. I'll save you right away!"

At this moment.

A shadow of Wolf God suddenly appeared above Lin Dong's head. It was similar to Little White's shadow.

"This is the calmest moment of my life."

Before his voice faded.

Boom -

Rumble, rumble -

In an instant, a heaven-shaking explosion sounded out from within the barrier.

"No..." Chang Hang let out a blood-curdling scream. His blood-curdling scream came to an abrupt stop as it was swallowed up by the powerful force of the self-destruction.

The entire arena was instantly turned into flat ground.

Smoke and dust billowed.

Lin Dong's figure stood in the middle of the ruins.

Zhao Xin felt a pain in his heart. He rushed to the judge and grabbed his collar. He shouted, "Quick, announce the result to me!"

The judge came to the edge of the barrier and looked at Lin Dong, who was standing there. He said, "Hua Hua Mountain wins."

Puff!

The referee's voice fell.

Lin Dong spurted out a mouthful of black blood. His skin was cracking and his face instantly turned into ashes. He looked at the crazy Zhao Xin with a smile on his face. After that, he fell to the ground.

His cracked skin kept cracking and turning into dust.

"No!"

Zhao Xin looked at the disappearing Lin Dong, and his heart began to violently twitch. It was very painful!

The referee opened the barrier, and Zhao Xin crazily rushed forward.

He was dead!

Lin Dong, that forthright man, died. In the end, not even his corpse was left behind.

He had suffered too many attacks. Even though he had strengthened Wolf God's bloodline, he was still a Spirit Integration cultivation level. It was impossible for him to survive against a Spirit King.

He had already been controlled by Chang Hang. If he didn't remember the last moment, he would have died. His soul imprint had been destroyed by Chang Hang. This was only his last trace of consciousness.

At the moment of awakening, the self-destruction of his bloodline had killed him. At that time, his death had arrived, and his body had been devoured and destroyed by the backlash.

However.

In the last second.

He died with a smile, because he no longer had any regrets.

With Zhao Xin in Mount Hua, he would definitely prosper.

Zhao Xin crazily rushed forward, looking at Lin Dong who was about to disappear.

"Healing Technique, Healing Technique, Healing Technique!"

Zhao Xin activated the Blood Rage and crazily unleashed the Healing Technique.

Kuang Rang and the others also felt the same way. They looked at Lin Dong, who was looking at them with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Chen looked at the dead Lin Dong and said, "Lin Dong is already dead. He died with a smile on his face. He has seen hope. He has seen the hope that Long Yunxin has given him."

Hu Er burst into tears. She threw herself at Zhao Xin and said, "Hubby, don't blame yourself. Don't blame yourself. I am really sad to see you like this. Senior Brother Lin Dong will not blame you. You've tried your best. Don't be like this, okay? "

Zhao Xin crazily unleashed the Healing Technique, but at the last moment, when Lin Dong's body turned into ashes and disappeared, Zhao Xin gave up.

Suddenly.

Zhao Xin stood up and locked his eyes on the Seven Great Immortal Sects. Everyone in the Imperial Sword City said in a cold and deep voice, "You can't participate in the fifth level of the Nascent Soul realm, right?"

"What do you want to do?" Ouyang Qing asked with some lingering fear.

Suddenly.

Zhao Xin turned his wrist and a dagger appeared in his hand. He stabbed it into his Dantian in front of everyone.

Tin-Host's Dantian received a fatal blow.

He began to deduct experience.

'-300000. '

'-300000'

A string of numbers kept appearing in front of Zhao Xin.

After a few minutes, he lost tens of millions of experience points.

Tin-Host's Dantian was attacked, his current level was Spirit Level 4!

Swoosh!

Zhao Xin heard the system notification and pulled out the dagger to stop the bleeding.

"I am now at the fourth level of the Spirit Integration Stage. I will participate in the next competition alone!"

"Rumble!"

The crowd exploded.

No one had expected Zhao Xin to do this. He actually stabbed his own dantian. Was he courting death?

When Ouyang Qing and the others heard this, the Spiritual Sense was released. Zhao Xin's realm had really become the fourth level of the Spirit Integration Stage.

The entire scene sank.

How many people had tried so hard to break through? Zhao Xin had actually crippled one of his realms without even thinking about it. What was he trying to do?

No one could understand!

It caused a huge uproar in everyone's hearts.

"What exactly does he want to do?"

"Wasn't his brain shaken by the backlash? Wasting his cultivation level casually is something that seriously affects his foundation. If he isn't careful, he can only stop at the fourth level of the Spirit realm for the rest of his life!"

"He's definitely an idiot, an idiot!"

Everyone started discussing.

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