Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 371 – Trash!

“Doomed! Doomed! We are going to lose!” The Eastern region experts' expressions worsened. Many of them felt regretful. “If I had known earlier, I would have volunteered. This fellow called Gongsun is simply useless!”

“Tras.h.!.+ He has implicated all of us! We have lost for nothing!” More people got furious!

However…

Whoos.h.!.+

A piercing white light suddenly lit up.

“Huh? What's happening?”

“This light is so bright! My eyes are hurting so much!”

One after another, everyone felt a pain in their eyes, and they shut them.

“You dare!” A roar exploded.

The crowd hurriedly opened their eyes in shock. However, what they saw stunned them even more.

“This…”

They saw dozens of long needles that emitted s.h.i.+ny cold rays piercing the back of Mo Ding's head. At the same time, a long needle had also penetrated deep between his eyebrows.

Fresh red blood flowed down from his forehead, making his distorted face appear abnormally terrifying.

“What happened?”

The crowd exclaimed. At the next moment, the movements of both Gong Sunheng and Mo Ding instantly changed!

Mo Ding shouted and clenched his fists as he hit Gong Sunheng. However, his fists paused in mid-air before they could land.

A sharp white jade fan tightly pressed against the bottom of his wrists. As long as he moved slightly downward, his palms would be chopped off!

“If he can't move his wrists, he can't use the s.p.a.ce inscription! What's going on? Mo Ding is actually at a disadvantage?” The people from the Wind Demon Gate frowned one after another, and worry crept in their hearts.

However, the Eastern region experts became excited. “We won? Are we winning?”

“This fellow! Really not bad! He actually counter-attacked!”

“This is great! We won one round first!”

However…

“Let's end this round here. Consider it as a draw. How about it?” Gong Sunheng indifferently said while the Eastern experts were celebrating the victory.

“What?” Gaspa rang in the entire place.

“He's obviously dominating his opponent, yet he wants it to be a draw?”

“What the h.e.l.l is he doing?” the Eastern region experts furiously roared one after another.

Mo Ding also frowned. “You simply can't hold on for much longer. I'll win after some time.”

The corners of Gong Sunheng's mouth slightly curled up as he refused to give in. “Of course, I still have a choice. Before that moment comes, I can use the silver needle to pierce through your vital points. Who do you think will die at that time?”

“Alright, I will consider it as a draw.” Mo Ding released his fists.

“…” The Eastern region experts instantly became furious. With bloodshot eyes, they glared at Gong Sunheng as if they wanted to eat him up.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Gong Sunheng's forehead. With a pale face, he walked toward Lou Qianxue and said, “I'm sorry. I couldn't win.”

“It's alright. Your opponent was proficient at s.p.a.ce inscriptions, making it impossible to guard against him. It was originally difficult to win… Moreover, I know that you have forcefully suppressed your cultivation at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial realm in order to enter the boundary of the Abnormal Fire. You have done very well to have gone to this extent.”

“It's good that you don't feel disappointed.” Gong Sunheng bitterly smiled and took a pill.

On the Wind Demon Gate's side, Mo Qingyuan's face also became pale. She coldly gazed at Mo Qingyuan. “I thought that you could win.”

“I'm sorry, Miss.”

Mo Qingyuan sneered and looked at the crowd. “We'll send our fighter first this time.” As she spoke, she pointed at one of the experts at the peak of the Mystic Martial realm. “Black Elder, go.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Suo Yiyi hesitated as she asked Lou Qianxue, “Miss Lou, this match, why not you…”

“I'll go!” an Eastern region expert aggressively said. At the same time, he fiercely stared at Gong Sunheng and Lou Qianxue. “I absolutely won't allow these two pieces of trash to implicate us again!”

The other Eastern region expert, who had signed up for the battle, also sneered. “Exactly. What's the use of trash at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm! Don't worry, the three of us will end the battle as soon as possible. We'll try our best not to let those two pieces of trash make a fool of themselves again!”