Chapter 97: King of the White Tower (19)_1

With Bai Jinting's death once again, a sensation similar to waking up from a dream arose.

"The highly anticipated finals are about to begin, fighters please enter the arena!"

However, as Fu Qian's consciousness was restored, the first thing he heard was still the host's excited voice.

Indeed, back again.

It had felt like waking from a dream just moments ago; was this moving from one dream to another?

Endless Nightmare Mode, huh?

Bai Jinting's mocking voice seemed to still linger in his ears.

But Fu Qian was indifferent, heading straight out the door.

Leaping, climbing, dodging, until he was once again atop the stand where Bai Jinting was.

"Proves I wasn't lying, doesn't it?"

Bai Jinting winked at Fu Qian, his tone dripping with heavy sarcasm.

However, his eye only half-closed when the Air Bullet blasted him into the sky.

"Two."

Fu Qian counted, experiencing the sensation of a dream being pulled away again, as the familiar voice echoed in his ears.