Both dressed in red.
When Luo Qingtong wore it, there was a domineering and wildly wicked aura about her.
Like a poppy flower blooming in extreme beauty, blossoming to the utmost limit, but the fragrance it released was an irresistible poison.
When ordinary people wear red, it's fire.
When Luo Qingtong wears red, it's poison!
The kind of poison that makes people willingly succumb to its temptation, drawn in, and utterly intoxicated!
"Boom!" With a direct kick, Luo Xinning was smashed from the sky onto the arena floor, where Luo Qingtong, with knees slightly bent, leaped down from the air, fluttering like butterfly wings.
"Bang!"
In a critical moment, Luo Xinning rolled on the ground, and Luo Qingtong's strike completely shattered where she had been lying on the arena floor.
The next second, Luo Qingtong swept her leg fiercely, sending all the finely crafted ironwood planks of the entire arena flying, rumbling towards the still tumbling Luo Xinning.
"Too weak."
