Wang Wang's dream color

The coquettish black fire and the white light from the sword shadow are intertwined and shining on the high platform... The screams that almost pierced the eardrums and the suppressed pain are also intertwined and echoed in the air...

The black flame that was pierced into the lightsaber trembled violently... Little by little it shrank and opened the petals wrapped in layers...

Every bloom is accompanied by darker breaths and cries...Just by watching from a distance, you can feel the full despair and pain...

"what..."

Out of the sharp wails woven into sound waves, a different low-pitched sound suddenly resounded...

Although it was low, it reached everyone's ears strangely, and the people sitting around in the dark all clenched their fists... Trying their best to suppress the uneasiness that rose from the bottom of their hearts.

The layers of petals that were just opened began to wither in an instant as soon as they were stretched out, turning into a black mist that repeatedly shone with fluorescent spots, layer by layer, from the outside to the inside...

In the huge black mist that hazyly rose, the innermost part of the flirtatious flower that finally opened slowly appeared—the slender figure that had been treasured and hidden for a long time.

It only bloomed for a moment, and then in the shadow of the huge flower that withered and disappeared, a vague and slender figure flashed in the hazy swirl-like black mist...

The sharp wailing sound receded like a tidal wave the moment she revealed her figure, and was replaced by... the repeated illusory singing voice from the depths of the gradually thick and stagnant black mist.

A simple and unfamiliar tune sounded on the empty and silent stage, and the ethereal voice was like the black mist, with unknown and disturbing power.

She slowly stepped out of the vortex of the fog, but her silent and light footsteps seemed to knock on everyone's eardrums, step by step stepping on everyone's high-pitched hearts.

It was still the slender figure, she casually held the clap wrapped in black mist in her hand, stepped out from the hazy and dispersed flower shadows, and raised her lowered head.

Her face is still as clear and beautiful as before, but it gives people a completely different feeling.

I don't know if Bai's blow caused any damage to the black fire flower hiding her. There was a trace of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth, reflecting her extremely pale face and the many small wounds on her body that had been injured before. The blood line looks a little pale and weak.

However, Bai, who was standing opposite her, looked at her raised eyes, and slowly, showed that snow-like unpredictable smile again.

Those were a pair of very pure, calm and beautiful black eyes, but they were not pure enough to be seen at a glance.

Like the flower of the black fire that bloomed for her return, it was extremely dark until it morphed into a pure color.

She turned her cheeks slightly, a meaningless and slightly bewildering smile appeared on her pale face, under her eyes, the black color was like a whirlpool of stars and dark nights.

She hooked her mouth, and the stagnant black mist behind her turned into an inextinguishable blazing flame, burning... as if something was going to nirvana from the burnt ashes.

Bai knew the name of the joyously burning flame, an extremely interesting name.

"That's 'Pandora's Box.'"

He still remembered the fighting spirit in the girl's eyes when she said those words blankly, and he remembered clearly...

It is a passion that is eager to melt ice and snow.

A passion he hadn't felt for a long time.

Looking back at the pair of exceptionally deep and pure eyes on the opposite side, Bai recalled a past story that someone told her about the legend of the dark world - the past of the woman who carried the magic box and killed all directions.

"Do you know that the organization noticed Su Ying because of something she did, and decided to make her the successor of that generation."

During the short and weird confrontation on the field, Yachuan took a sip of the wine unhurriedly, and began to pull Samuel to recall the past.

"Huh? Didn't you absorb her because of her rare power? What's the matter?"

Turning his attention back from the slender figure on the stage, Samuel frowned at Yagawa's secretive look, but still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

"Pandora opened the magic box out of curiosity and released the disaster. Su Ying carried the magic box full of temptations in her arms, but she was also hanging on the abyss that would fall with a slight push."

Yagawa squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile.

"Before Su Ying's potential was completed, she had already made a name for herself in the underground ball world, but she hadn't reached the point where she would kill gods and demons and cut off her life after that. The turning point came in that battle. Her comprehension was complete, and she was about to complete the potential. That battle."

The applause and exclamations of the past time were faintly lingering in his ears, Yachuan looked at the figure on the field that was strikingly similar to the history, and unconsciously licked his lips, feeling a little restless in his heart.

"And at the last moment when she was about to finish, her opponent took the opportunity to interrupt her, so as to weaken Su Ying's momentum..."

On the court that day, there were also fireworks that engulfed the whole court, and the pure white flames all over the sky fell like cherry blossoms...

The audience seemed to be immersed in a sea of ​​twinkling cherry blossoms. The scene was extremely beautiful, but also extremely dreamy and emptiness.

And the figure in the sea of ​​flowers was covered by more and more flames, revealing a slender figure indistinctly.

And at the moment when the fireworks were in full bloom, a sudden sharp arrow wrapped in a ball of malice came through the air... piercing through the fireworks——shooting straight at the figure in the sea of ​​flowers!

The dreamland... collapsed in an instant!

"Then what happened later? Did she lose? No, I haven't heard that her potential is flawed..."

Attracted by the past that was very similar to everything that happened on the field, Samuel asked anxiously, with doubts on his expression.

"Su Ying, who was forcibly interrupted, was backlashed by the out-of-control momentum. The magic box was opened, and Su Ying, who was guarding it, became the giver of disaster."

Yagawa looked back at Samael's exquisite face beside him, and smiled secretly.

"All the golfers who were present that day were devoured by Pandora indiscriminately, and never picked up the racket again. And the person who played against Su Ying... Hehe. So, how could there be no flaws, just , that is exactly what the organization is looking for...the perfect sharp blade."

Without further talking, Yachuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and looked at the changed high platform again.

Now, it's all over again...

Did you do it on purpose...it's really interesting...

His gaze was fixed on that face with a smile as clear as snow...extremely beautiful.

The racket in her hand was spinning lightly, she looked up at the tense look around Bai, she tilted her head, the flames behind her licked and swallowed a ball of black fire... It burst out and turned into a slender figure.

A beautiful girl with eyebrows and eyes similar to hers.

The two people on the field stood side by side with the two masquerades, and fell into a stagnation. For a moment, the atmosphere on the field was strangely harmonious...

She looked at the unchanging smile on the white face opposite, and there was confusion in the deepest part of her deep eyes that no one else could see...

Fragments of mixed emotions and memories flooded into my mind, the forcibly blocked process brought almost crazy tearing pain, and the power in my body was flowing out of order...

The weightless pull made her a little confused, a little...manic...

It seemed that there was something, something hidden deep in her body was frantically moving—almost about to rush out.

She looked at the culprit who caused all this on the opposite side, her eyes turned dark, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she raised the clap in her hand...

A line of blood slid from the corner of his mouth.

She opened her mouth and said so.

"You are guilty."

Before she finished speaking, the girl standing obediently next to her screamed, and instantly turned into a black light and jumped towards Bai's side - that figure who had always been extremely calm.

Following her, the swirling black flames turned into countless pure-colored flowers, with large petals, falling from the air very quickly and beautifully, swallowing up the momentum that stood in front of Bai's body a few steps forward in an instant.

He didn't make any sound, only being pulled in the funeral-like pure black firework and gradually lost his human figure - shedding back into a ball of pure white light...

——Then, it was swallowed by the black fireworks and disappeared without a sound, leaving only a few pure white flowers blooming in the black fireworks.

Everything happened in an instant, and the flying fireworks receded behind her like a tide and merged into the unquenchable flame again. Only Bai who had lost his momentum and a trace of blood left at the corner of his mouth remained on the field. She looked at each other.

"His momentum! He was swallowed!"

Shan Ze, who had been watching the field with bated breath, exclaimed softly, and turned his head to look at the frowning Chu Ming with some surprise.

"Brother, didn't you say that once the player's momentum is lost, he will never come back to life again? It is equivalent to half of the player's life being destroyed... him."

Shanze stared hesitantly at the person on the field who hadn't moved from the beginning to the end, swallowed his saliva...

"Why... he looks... all right..."

"Is it is it..."...

"Am I guilty..." - "Am I guilty..."...

Looking at the pale girl across the way, Bai's expression remained unchanged even though her momentum was being swallowed up. Looking closely, there was even a faint trace of disappointment and...gloom... in his eyes.

"Are you going to judge me?"—"You..."...

After a very short silence, countless voices overlapped and sounded, whispering softly...but slowly converging into a loud sound that stirred the air...

Countless pure white light spots emerged from his body, transforming into...countless identical figures, speaking exactly the same...same words——

"Can you...can you judge me..."

Echoing in the arena like a tide, the voice like a curse made everyone feel terrified, except...her.

Tilting his head slightly to look at the countless extra figures in the opposite field, Bai himself's real body has been submerged in the same posture and cannot be distinguished.

But she laughed, her eyes were filled with demonic ink, and the flame behind her shot up instantly, from which a slender sharp sword condensed, with blood-colored vines twisting and stretching.

She held the extremely beautiful sword in her backhand, and slowly pulled it out inch by inch.

With a muffled snort... her face turned pale again, and the corners of her mouth were blood-stained.

The bewitching flower vines bloomed on the slender sword, she looked at the huge crowd on the opposite side, raised the corners of her lips, and raised her hand——

He threw out the extremely beautiful sharp blade in his hand.

The author has something to say: Something happened at home during the Chinese New Year, and I didn't take care of it.

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