1034: The final bet, a life-and-death battle

"Ning Bing, be careful!"

Just as Ning Bing didn't know what to say to Moyun, Moyun suddenly exclaimed.

Immediately after, Ning Bing, who was caught off guard, was tackled by Moyun.

At the same time, an iron rod, under Ning Bing's gaze, ruthlessly smashed onto Moyun's back!

"Cough!" With a muffled groan, Moyun directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Moyun!" Seeing this scene, Ning Bing's tone finally became flustered.

"Damn it, I originally planned to knock this woman down with one stick and take her away, but this beggar is really messing things up!" Beside them, a few thugs holding iron rods appeared from somewhere.

Just now, they were swinging a stick at Ning Bing, but at the critical moment, Moyun blocked the blow for Ning Bing.

"First cripple this beggar! Tell him to mind his own business!" The thuggish leader spoke brutally, and with the few people behind him, they swung their iron rods at Moyun!

The dull thuds of the iron rods hitting flesh erupted one after another.

Moyun's painful expression was even more heart-wrenching.

Ning Bing saw this scene and was completely moved internally.

"Boom!" Martial Soul power surged out, and in front of the thugs, Ning Bing, who was pinned to the ground by Moyun, instantly unleashed her Water Element Martial Soul, spreading five cards flat in front of her!

"It's a Five-Star Soul Card Master! Run!"

As if they had rehearsed it beforehand.

These seemingly fierce people, after seeing Ning Bing unleash her Martial Soul and cards, instantly dropped their weapons and frantically fled into the complex streets.

...

"Moyun, Moyun!" Without chasing the people who ran away, Ning Bing's attention was entirely on Moyun at this moment.

As for Moyun, his eyes were already tightly shut, having fallen into a 'coma'.

"Don't shout, Child." Suddenly, an old voice with a hint of kindness emerged.

This voice made Ning Bing's attention shift.

The woman could clearly see a translucent Soul emerge from Moyun's body.

"You are?"

"I am this Child's Master."

"Moyun's Master? How come I never knew?"

Facing the woman's doubt, the White-Haired Old Man's voice carried a hint of calmness: "This old man met this Child many years ago, but at that time, this old man requested that he not reveal any information about this old man to anyone, so it's normal that you, Child, don't know me."

"This old man's appearance now is also because this Child has reached the brink of life and death."

"Then do you know how to save Moyun?! Moyun's strength was already crippled, and now he's injured and unconscious because of me, how should I save him?!"

Ning Bing's questioning was extremely anxious, which also indicated that she had experienced strong emotional fluctuations due to Moyun's recent actions.

"The methods to save him are still only the two methods this Child mentioned earlier." The White-Haired Old Man shook his head as he spoke: "But there's almost no chance left."

"This Child's strength was already crippled, his body was injured, and he hasn't eaten for several days."

"Now he's suffering such physical pain, he can only last for one or two more days at most, and within such a short time, it's basically impossible to obtain a strong Soul or a Nirvana Pill."

The residual Soul of the White-Haired Old Man's tone carried a hint of regret and sorrow.

"No, there is a way!" Ning Bing gritted her teeth and said this.

The woman's original hesitation completely dissolved because of Moyun's recent actions, and these words also seemed to have drained all her courage!

"You have a way? What kind of way could you, a little girl, have?" The residual Soul of the Old Man glanced at Ning Bing and smiled, indicating disbelief.

Ning Bing got up, just about to say something to prove herself, but suddenly heard a voice coming from the alley behind her.

"Ning Bing can sacrifice herself to fulfill you and Moyun. Moyun has already experienced this method before, Old Man, you don't need to pretend to be confused."

Amidst the casual words, on the street, the eyes of many people were focused on that direction.

"Captain? And... Sun Yingying, you're all here too?" Seeing these approaching teammates, a hint of unnaturalness appeared on Ning Bing's face.

On the ground, Moyun, who was pretending to be unconscious, felt his heart suddenly leap at this moment and roared inwardly: "Damn it, how did these guys come?!"

"Ning Bing, how can you be so foolish? How can you still believe that scoundrel Moyun now?!" Sun Yingying stepped forward somewhat angrily and pulled Ning Bing away from Moyun's side.

"You've misunderstood, Moyun is not like you think. That night in the pavilion, he spoke like that because he was protecting me."

"Moreover, it's precisely because of me that his entire strength has been crippled by the Third Prince of Qianhai Country."

"He even got beaten into this state just now to protect me."

Soft-hearted people are always the easiest to deceive.

Ning Bing was clearly this type of person.

"Then this guy really knows how to act." Zhongsun Yiqing crossed her arms and sneered: "I got news yesterday that this guy Moyun is doing very well in the Qianhai Country Royal Family's first team, and might even become the new Captain."

"Today, after you, Ning Bing, saw him, he became a cripple. Only you, Ning Bing, who knows nothing, would believe this."

"Moyun joined the Qianhai Country Royal Family's first team?" Hearing this information for the first time, Ning Bing's expression froze: "Are you sure? Moyun clearly has no strength at all now, his Martial Soul is crippled."

"Whether we're sure or not, we'll know by trying." Wen Xiucheng rubbed his fists and walked forward with a chuckle.

Immediately after, while the beggar beside them widened his eyes and Ning Bing's breathing hitched, a punch directly struck the chest of Moyun, who was lying on the ground 'unconscious'!

"Bang!"

Under the dull thud, Moyun, who was lying on the ground, didn't move at all. His body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wen Xiucheng! Stop it!" Seeing this situation, Ning Bing anxiously stepped forward and pushed Wen Xiucheng away.

"He's really good at pretending." Looking at the motionless Moyun on the ground, Wen Xiucheng coldly rubbed his wrist.

"It's my turn, let me try!" Liangcai Sword said with a chuckle, amidst the clang of his long sword being unsheathed, he then said to the front: "Ning Bing, move aside, I can definitely expose Moyun and prove to you that he's pretending to be unconscious, acting to deceive you!"

"That's enough, Moyun is already unconscious, how can you still treat him like this at this time?" Ning Bing clearly could not accept this situation unfolding.

Especially after Moyun didn't move after taking a punch, it had already proven that he was in a state of unconsciousness.

"Captain, shouldn't we clarify these matters properly? Perhaps there's really some misunderstanding between us and Moyun."

Ning Bing's voice entered Du Xingchen's ears.

Hearing this, Du Xingchen glanced at Moyun on the ground and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He had previously underestimated this Son of Destiny.

He even knew how to stage a 'bitter flesh' scheme on the female lead in this situation.

If it weren't for him detecting Moyun's approach through the cheat-like Divine Artifact, the Treasure Hunting Plate, he was afraid that if left unchecked, Ning Bing, the female lead, would return to the protagonist's side.

And with the activation of Moyun's hidden destiny, his advantages would inevitably expand even more rapidly!

"Ning Bing, you were actually really deceived." Facing Ning Bing's words, Du Xingchen recounted the objective facts of the matter without stopping.

After speaking, A Man waved to the back: "Bring the people over."

As Du Xingchen's order was given, two Saint Master powerhouses, one in front and one behind, led five or six disheveled thugs to the front of everyone.

"These guys are the ones who just tried to attack you, Ning Bing, you remember them, right?"

Du Xingchen spoke calmly.

"Yes, they were the ones who knocked out Moyun just now!" Seeing these people, anger immediately appeared in Ning Bing's eyes.

She clearly remembered these people whom she had just seen.

"Speak, who arranged for you to act?" Du Xingchen turned his head to look at these few people and said commandingly.

"Speak!" Wen Xiucheng stepped forward and kicked one of them down, a wave of oppressive anger erupting in his eyes!

"It's... it's him, it's him!"

"That person arranged for us to act!"

The man on the ground, whose face was already bruised and swollen from being beaten, saw this scene and cried out with snot and tears, while also pointing a finger at Moyun on the ground.

"That guy told us to beat him up, saying he wanted to look miserable in front of that woman."

"We were just working for money, we really didn't harm anyone!"

The thug-dressed people frantically spoke these words.

And these words also caused Ning Bing, who was originally wholeheartedly protecting Moyun, to slowly widen her eyes, completely falling into a state of disbelief.

"Ning Bing, be careful!!"

Suddenly, among the teammates, Sun Yingying and Liangcai Sword and others simultaneously exclaimed.

Ning Bing, who was in a daze just now, clearly felt the coldness and sharpness on her neck at this moment.

Slightly turning her head, the woman's tears of grief and disappointment slid down her face: "So what everyone said was true, you deceived me!"

At this moment, Ning Bing was being restrained by Moyun, who had been exposed and could no longer pretend, his expression contorted in ferocity!

The sharp dagger was also pressed directly against her neck, and streaks of blood had already appeared!

"Du Xingchen, why, why do you always ruin my good things every time?!"

"It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, my plan would have succeeded! Damn guy!" The dagger in Moyun's hand was pressed tightly against Ning Bing's neck. While his face was contorted, his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Du Xingchen and the others, the hatred in his eyes almost turning tangible!

"Moyun, let go of Ning Bing!" Sun Yingying stepped out and shouted angrily at Moyun.

"All of you, make way for me, let me leave!" Moyun was already holding Ning Bing as a hostage.

He also knew that only by holding Ning Bing hostage could he make Du Xingchen and the others hesitant to act, allowing him to leave.

To save his life, he no longer cared about maintaining his image in front of Ning Bing.

"Moyun, you like to gamble a lot, how about we make a bet?" Facing Moyun, who was determined to leave, Du Xingchen calmly spoke.

"A one-on-one duel. If you win, I'll withdraw from the Eight Gods Team and you can do with me as you please."

"And if I win, you die."

"Don't you want to get rid of me? Now there's a ready-made opportunity right in front of you, what do you think?"

Du Xingchen seemed to have grasped Moyun's psychology. After these words were spoken, a hint of excitement immediately appeared in Moyun's eyes.

If he won, Du Xingchen would be at his disposal.

Almost instantly, Moyun thought of various ways to make Du Xingchen wish he were dead!

Of course, regarding individual combat, Moyun was very confident in himself.

The current him was not like before, facing a member of the Linshan Country team and still losing.

The current him was at least twice as strong as he was back then!

Du Xingchen daring to bet with him on strength was simply seeking death!