At noon, the ground at the martial arts performance venue was filled with heat waves. When Bai Li's Ice Soul Sword flew away Chu Chen's bamboo sword for the hundredth time, Xiao Man's medicine basket suddenly rolled down from the stands. The perilla grass used to stop the bleeding was stained with the blood of the magic sword and instantly withered into ashes. Bai Li's pupils suddenly shrank, and she could clearly see the squirming black blood vessels under Chu Chen's blood-stained bandage.
