Chapter 63: A Helping Hand (Please Collect)

  (Still need 300 more collections to reach 5,000, brothers and sisters, please help collect some)

  "Twenty-one crystal cards, enough to exchange for a magic core."

  Shattering the law array, Xiao Chen obtained twelve crystal cards, adding to his previous nine, he now had a total of twenty-one crystal cards.

  After getting enough crystal cards, Xiao Chen lost interest in the tournament. The strength of these old players was not enough to look at for him now, and it didn't have any effect on his training.

  He set off towards the desert, preparing to wait at any gate for the end of the duel.

  All the way flying.

  Arriving at the edge of the wasteland, Xiao Chen suddenly felt a strong magical fluctuation coming from the side front.

  He jumped onto a mound and gazed into the distance.

  On the edge of the desert, a white figure is stumbling towards this direction, with a group of people chasing after...

  ……

  Huff, huff, huff......

  A white figure sprinting wildly in the muddy ground, panting violently, with a head of disheveled silver hair plastered to his face, his robes torn in many places, revealing skin as pale as ice and snow, with fresh blood seeping through, a shocking sight.

  Every gasp brings out bloody breath from the lungs, and the brain is in agonizing pain.

  Kristy's eyes remained clear and strong, gazing forward, her footsteps without a hint of hesitation.

  "Sister, don't run anymore, stop obediently, surrender and hand over your ID card. We won't do anything to you."

  "Yes, you can't escape anyway."

  "Halt at once, or we won't be polite! If anything unexpected happens later on, don't blame us."

  Behind him, voices were shouting and laughing menacingly, threatening him, rising and falling in waves. More than a dozen black-robed old men followed closely behind Kristi.

  "Surrender!" Kristy's mouth corners rose in a cold sneer.

  Responding to them were numerous icicles!

  Several old men held up a magic shield and blocked the ice spear.

  "Damn it!"

  They were the real big angry. From the signal flare, old lives gathered, formed a team of fifteen old lives, to find Christie's trail, surrounded by law array.

  Although Christie was promoted to a two-star wizard and was a variant of the law body, he was still no match for the dozen or so old men who formed the law array. He fought hard, got injured, and used a family heirloom magic that he hadn't fully mastered yet, injuring three people at one corner of the law array and breaking out of it.

  Just this once, although he broke through the law array.

  She herself was hit by several magic attacks, her body severely injured, fleeing all the way, pursued relentlessly by more than a dozen old men behind her, desperate and at a dead end.

  Seeing Christie dare to resist, the old men's eyes turned red.

  "It seems you won't shed tears until you see a coffin. Now you still want to resist? Don't hold back, fight quickly and end it!"

  "Mad Wind Ten Character Slash!"

  "Earth Splitting Strike!"

  ……

  All kinds of light shine brightly.

  Dozens of magical blasts shot out.

  Christie desperately concentrated her Ice Shield technique, white mist enveloped, Boom! Boom! Boom! Continuous shocks, the Ice Shield shattered with a loud crash, Bang! A Ground Rending Strike slammed into her body.

  Her petite body was flung out like a falling leaf, drawing a parabola, blood splashing across the sky.

  "After all, it's still not possible."

  Christy murmured in mid-air, she didn't feel any pain, only a cold numbness all over her body, as if it was that one time when she fell into the ice cave as a child, floating in that void of darkness, without senses, her body like cotton.

  It was also after that time that her water-based magic body underwent a variation...

  Wow!

  She fell to the ground, with a tremendous impact that sent her rolling out more than ten meters, lying on her back on the ground, with a faint trickle of blood foam in her mouth.

  The cassock on his body was completely stained with blood.

  A dozen elderly men walked up and surrounded Kristi.

  "Hmph, I told you not to resist earlier, but you just had to ask for trouble." an old man said coldly.

  Christy lay on the ground, unable to move, facing more than a dozen people closing in on her. Her expression remained icy cold, revealing intense disdain and stubbornness.

  "Hey, you little girls are quite spicy, still refusing to give in, I like that." An old man leered and reached out his hand to touch Kristy's face.

  "Top, this isn't right." Several seniors couldn't bear to watch.

  "What's the big deal, touching a few times won't make you lose any flesh, will she still say it out loud and not care about family face?" The old man named Top grasped Kristi's face, his eyes revealing perverted excitement.

  He was a prince of a second-rate civilization, with great power and high status among the old stars. Those few old stars nodded slightly, although they were somewhat disdainful of Torp's behavior, but didn't want to offend him over such a small matter.

  Suddenly, Toppy let out a mournful howl.

  He suddenly pulled back his hand, which was covered in blood, and half of his index finger had been bitten off.

  And Kristy's mouth was full of blood.

  She spat out the severed finger in her mouth onto Top's body, her eyes gleaming with ferocity, making all the old men tremble.

  "You're asking for it!"

  Torpe grasped his right hand, which was spraying fresh blood, and his face twisted in pain. The kind of pain that drove him crazy, making him roar hysterically, lifting his foot to kick Kristy's face.

  "Torpe, no!"

  Several old students were terrified by the loud shout, but Christy was a variant of the law body. Such characters, even in the Tianxing Academy, are counted on one's fingers and are truly top-notch geniuses. Seed students, each one is precious beyond measure.

  If I were killed by Top's madness, all the students present would probably be punished together with the college.

  Faced with this enormous monster of a college, their family background is not even worth as much as an ant.

  But these were all Laws, none of whom was agile enough to stop Top's movements.

  Just as Top's foot was about to kick Kristy in the head.

  Whoosh!

  A streak of blue light flew in from outside the sky, its speed was unimaginably fast.

  Hiss!

  A faint tearing sound occurred.

  A streak of blood appeared on Top's foot, and then one of his feet fell off, causing him to fall to the ground.

  In an instant, a heart-wrenching and lung-splitting wail echoed through the scene.

  "My foot! My foot!"

  It was just a finger earlier, Torp could still bear it, but now, seeing one of his own feet fall off like that, the bare ankle with blood splashing on it, not to mention Torp, a noble who had been raised in a greenhouse since childhood, even a true mercenary who had gone through life and death would be horrified.

  Tears and nasal mucus gushed out together, wailing miserably to the point of being heart-wrenching.

  "Who?"

  The other dozen or so Taoist priests present were frightened out of their wits.

  Scattered in all directions, looking around.

  On a hillock dozens of meters away, the figure of a not very tall young man was standing there, quietly gazing at them.