Inside the pitch-black Wood Punishment Room.
In a white dress, Higan stood in the middle of the room quietly.
Countless tiny white flowers bloomed on her body before they withered instantly, followed by a splash of blood.
Each time the blood bloomed, Higan would instinctively bite her lower lip.
Just two minutes later, her snow-white dress was smeared with bright red marks, and a trickle of blood flowed from her tightly bitten lower lip.
She furrowed her brows.
However, her gaze was firm as if it pierced through the endless darkness and landed on the other side of the light. There, a young man with a warm smile was waiting for her.
Holding a black stone in his hand, he said, "Higan, this is a gift for you."
**
Setting: Yellow Sand Bandits, Hell difficulty
Tang Ling was in the middle of a massacre. A flash of his sword and another bandit's head rolled off, followed by a splash of blood.
However, at that very moment, Tang Ling felt a sharp pain in his heart. He felt like crying.
Why am I crying?
Tang Ling gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. At that very moment, he felt endless rage.
Under the blazing sun, the sword pierced the stomachs of two more bandits.
"Aaaargh!" Tang Ling growled through clenched teeth. He mustered all his strength to push the sword forward and skewered the two bandits on it, slamming them into a giant cactus.
Why was he angry? The killing just now to vent his anger was not the most ideal way. It was a waste of strength and a lot of meaningless actions.
However, it was exactly what he wanted to do.
Tang Ling pulled the sword out. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword and was instantly drowned in the yellow sand.
The wind blew and the sun was as red as blood.
The voice of the scenario echoed in Tang Ling's ears. "Successfully eliminated 86 bandits and 1 bandit leader within 12 minutes. Scenario rating: SSS. "
Swoosh! Tang Ling sheathed his sword.
Looking at the red sun at the edge of the desert, endless sorrow filled his heart. Amid the sorrow, he muttered a name, "Higan."
**
Tang Long sat in the resting lounge in silence. He broke the record again and cleared the second stage, but he was not in a hurry to start the third stage.
He was waiting for Tang Ling.
From the moment he found out about Tang Ling and met him, he had purposely placed himself on the same scale as Tang Ling.
Even though he had already agreed to a life and death battle, he still couldn't escape this kind of comparison mentality.
Since she could not escape, she would wait and enter the third stage together with Tang Ling. She wanted to see who would be the most outstanding one.
Yes, there was no longer a need to compare who was stronger.
Between him and Tang Ling, growing and becoming stronger was just a matter of time. Both of them would climb to the peak, and they would compete to become even more powerful and earth-shattering.
On the screen, Tang Ling was slaughtering his way through the desert and the scorching sun.
It was perfect. It was Precise Instinct.
If it were Tang Long, he wouldn't be able to do any better without using all the power he didn't want to use.
However, at the moment when it was about to end …
Tang Long frowned as he sensed Tang Ling's sadness.
Tang Long could not help but feel a tinge of sadness in his heart.
How annoying! Tang Long unconsciously pressed his hand on his chest. Was it because of their blood relationship that Tang Ling's sorrow affected him?
Tang Long was disdainful as he rejected the sadness.
Then, he saw Tang Ling go crazy all of a sudden and kill the last two enemies in a stupid way.
It was not accurate at all! He did not deserve to have Precise Instinct!
Tang Long wanted to laugh coldly, but somehow, a sad whimper came out of his mouth. Then, cold despair mixed with pain engulfed Tang Long.
He stood up abruptly and saw Tang Ling vanish from the screen, leaving behind two words: Higan.
"Higan?" The others might not have heard or realized that Tang Ling was calling Higan's name.
However, Tang Long was extremely sensitive to the name, so he recognized it at first glance.
"Higan." Tang Long couldn't help but mutter this name to himself. As he muttered this name, a tear involuntarily slid down his cheek.
**
"Tang Long!" Tang Ling appeared in the resting lounge again.
However, he did not listen to what the voices in the resting lounge were saying, nor did he care about what he would get in the end. He screamed Tang Long's name like a madman.
What happened in the resting lounge could not be seen from the outside, so Tang Long could not hear Tang Ling's screams either.
Tang Ling immediately realized the problem, so he chose to back out.
In a split second, he appeared in the passage leading to the Hell Ledge Challenge.
He dashed out like a madman.
Everyone saw Tang Ling at the first moment, and cheers erupted like a tsunami when they saw the top genius.
However, they soon realized that something was not right.
Tang Ling did not seem like he wanted to challenge anymore. Instead, he dashed towards the stage in the middle of the arena.
The Simpering Pierrot was standing on the stage, commentating on the match of a young genius. He noticed Tang Ling dashing towards him at the first moment.
"Huh? What happened to our genius Tang Ling? Judging by his reaction, does he have some special request for the competition? "The moment the Simpering Pierrot's voice subsided, Tang Ling dashed up the stage.
Before the Simpering Pierrot could ask, he grabbed the microphone and said, "Tang Long, I want to talk to Tang Long now! Right now! Right now! "
The sorrow in Tang Ling's heart almost drowned him.
The sorrow was similar to the day he saw San San being snatched away from his arms by the silver-haired man in black. He saw her fall into the crowd of zombies and saw her looking at him with a blank expression. 'Bro … Bro …'
No, he could not bear it!
It was a hint from his Precise Instinct, and it would never be wrong. It would never be wrong! It had been proven time and time again. From losing his grandmother and sister, to losing Vian, to losing Uncle Su Siao …
When Higan's name came out of his mouth, Tang Ling knew it must be her that was in trouble this time.
Therefore, he had to find Tang Long. He had to find him!
The crowd gasped at Tang Ling's words. What happened to Tang Ling during the competition? Why did he suddenly go crazy?
Was it because Tang Long was in the first place and he was tied for 19th place?
Was it that narrow-minded? It shouldn't be, right? Was there going to be a show to watch?
In the VIP room, Boss Huang furrowed his brows. What was the kid doing? However, when Boss Huang saw Tang Ling's bloodshot eyes, he knew something must have happened.
The Simpering Pierrot wanted to snatch the microphone back from Tang Ling. With his strength, he could easily do it.
However, when he saw Tang Ling's bloodshot eyes, all he did was throw a meaningful glance at one of the cameras.
Then, on the big screen above the monolith, Tang Long appeared in the resting lounge.
He was standing in the resting lounge with a hint of sorrow in between his brows. He looked up abruptly because he saw Tang Ling's image on the screen.
"Tang Long, where's Higan?" Tang Ling glared at Tang Long.
Anxiety and pain rumbled in Tang Long's heart, but he tried his best to stay calm as he stared at Tang Ling through the air. "Why should I tell you?"
"Hmph, aren't you going to tell me?" Tang Ling grabbed the handle of the sword on his back, drew it out, and pointed it at Tang Long. "Then, let's start the Life Or Death Ring!"
"Do you dare to fight me?!" Tang Ling bellowed. His voice echoed in the Hell Ledge Colosseum.
Then, the sword landed on the stage and stabbed into it.
The rage in Tang Long's heart burned fiercely as he vanished from the resting lounge.
Less than 10 seconds later, he appeared in the colosseum as well.
The crowd went wild! What the hell is going on? The Life Or Death Ring is going to start now? It's a good thing, though. Tang Long and Tang Ling's Life Or Death Ring is exciting enough.
However, the Simpering Pierrot was stunned. If the Life Or Death Ring was started now, regardless of who won or lost, the entire Life Or Death Ring would lose half of its entertainment value and it would affect Darkness Port's income.
Besides, the most eye-catching battle in the Life Or Death Ring would be the battle between Tang Long and Tang Ling. Before they could advertise it properly and build up the hype, the Life Or Death Ring was going to start in this ridiculous situation?
No! Absolutely not!
The Simpering Pierrot snatched the microphone from Tang Ling's hand. Tang Ling did not even resist as he tossed the microphone to the Simpering Pierrot.
After taking the microphone, the Simpering Pierrot said, "Calm down, gentlemen. Starting the Life Or Death Ring now is against the rules.
"Gentlemen, even if it's against the rules, the Life Or Death Ring is on the sea. You have to …"
After a few words, the Simpering Pierrot sadly realized that he could not find a reason to stop the two.
It was then that Tang Ling floated down from the stage and walked towards Tang Long.
Both of them were less than 20 meters away from each other.
"I'll ask you one last time. Where is Higan?" Tang Ling's voice was trembling as he tried to suppress it.
"If something happens to Higan, I'll bury you first." Tang Long's voice was cold.
Only Tang Long knew how could something happen to Higan? She had returned to Starstay City. If something really happened to her, there would only be one reason.
Tang Long dared not think about it. He could not think about it. His heart bled whenever he thought about it. His hatred was about to drown him and he wanted to drag Tang Ling down to the 18th floor of hell with him.
"Life or Death Ring. If I win, I'll tell you where Higan is." Tang Ling maintained his last bit of calmness. If he did not know where Higan was, what was the point of killing Tang Long?
"We'll talk after you beat me," Tang Long said calmly.
"Sh * t!" Boss Huang bolted up all of a sudden. Tang Long and Tang Ling had to fight, but it was a delicate battle that involved a lot of things.
But no matter what, there would always be people who couldn't bear to watch these two brothers face such a tragedy.
It was the reason why many people who were watching the situation calmed down.
However, what if the battle happened now? Boss Huang, who had always been calm, was drenched in cold sweat. He looked at everyone in the room with the same expression.
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