Chapter 457: The Means of the Xuanjing Guild

"I didn't expect... to meet you here." Shen Baiyi said helplessly.

His face was disheveled, and his only remaining arm held the wooden ruler. The whole person looked somewhat desolate.

"Were you hunted by a Ninth-Turn?" Su Ming joked, looking at his heavy injuries.

"Hehe, that's about right." Shen Yixi smiled bitterly.

"Being hunted by two Fourth-Turns when I was Third-Turn is no different from being hunted by a Ninth-Turn; both are dead ends." He sighed and said.

"It's just that... I survived against all odds." Then, a bit of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It's a pity that even though I survived, I only have half a life left." He looked at Su Ming, shook his head slowly, and mocked himself.

Su Ming was a bit curious and asked: "What happened?"

Shen Baiyi walked to an old tree and leaned against it, sitting down slowly.

His face was in pain; it was clear that even a slight movement required all his strength.

There was almost no good skin left on his whole body.

"You and I... don't have a deep friendship; this is even our first conversation. Logically speaking, I shouldn't trust you."

"But if you wanted to kill me, you could have done it long ago." He looked at Su Ming and said indifferently.

"So it doesn't hurt to talk about it..."

Subsequently, he began to recount his encounters during this time.

"I... was chosen as the candidate for my guild to participate in the Newcomer Combat Tournament."

"The hostile guild somehow found out the news, so they came to this dungeon, wanting to nip me in the bud ahead of time." ===== CHAPTER 459 =====