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On the life and death arena, Bai Li turned his face to the side, but was still struck by the whip's tail.

A long trail of blood extended from his neck all the way to his left cheek. Dark red blood oozed out of the wound like honey paste, and in a few seconds, half of his face was covered.

Murong Xun's heart suddenly throbbed in pain, he clenched his fists tightly