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Chapter 87 [Self-esteem of the Turtle](2/2)

"I will kill you." The words of Hasting from afar indeed came gently: "But not now, not this occasion. Because, 'Diet in the hands of my Hasting in the fair warrior duel', I will not give you such glory. You do not deserve the glory of death in the fair duel."

Xia Ya gritted her teeth tightly. He had already vomited blood. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a backlash of power or some other special emotion. He gritted his teeth tightly, preventing the blood from spewing out, and letting the blood flow from the corners of his mouth.

Hasting walked back to Odin's army, and Shaya finally barely kicked the horse's belly, turned around and grabbed Bonfret's reins, and the two returned.

As soon as they walked into the camp gate, before the camp gate was closed, Chara tilted down from the horse with a plop. When he landed on the ground, Sret and Salba had already stepped forward and hugged the turtle.

After the rusty turtle's armor was taken off, he saw blood stagnant all over his body, and the terrible appearance of blood beads flowing out of his pores shocked everyone else.

Xia Ya gritted her teeth, and his body finally began to tremble. The severe pain made his body tremble uncontrollably, but he stared at his eyes tightly, preventing himself from fainting.

Slater was very excited: "You are still alive!! Chara, you are still alive!! You actually injured Hasting! You injured him!"

Shaya almost squeezed out a sentence from the gap in her teeth.

"I... lost!"

Puchi!

A stream of blood finally spurted out of his mouth, and Xia Ya's front colour was dyed red, and then he closed his eyes.

At this moment, for the past eighteen years, an emotion that has never been felt has filled the hearts of the country bumpkin.

That strong man, that black figure, that strong man who could easily tear himself apart, and what he said - you are not worthy!

I obviously hurt him in front of millions of people... But why do I feel like I was trampled on the soles of my feet by him?

He is so strong! It is a strong person that Xia Ya has never seen before!! Scarlet murderous aura? No! Dragon Thorn? No! These are not comparable to him, not a single slightest!! Whether it is all the powerful guys Xia Ya has seen, or even the dragon! It seems that this black man has brought Xia Ya even more intense shock!

He... is strong! Very strong!!

Even strong, just using eyes can make Xia Ya tremble! Even strong, at a certain moment, Xia Ya couldn't help but feel a kind of admiration for such "strong" that he couldn't even understand!?

Such a man, such a powerful existence that made Xia Ya have envious, told himself: You are not worthy of being my opponent, and you are not even worthy of being killed by me!

For eighteen years, an emotion that has never existed has filled the hearts of the country bumpkins - this emotion is called "humiliation".

A humiliation of self-esteem being torn apart!
Chapter completed!
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