After the fist winds intertwined again, Tang Ling and Tang Long retreated at the same time.

Tang Ling wiped away the blood flowing out with her cuff, while Tang Long took out a silk scarf and wiped away the blood flowing out.

When the two looked at each other, they understood what they wanted.

"No need to delay any more." Tang Ling said first.

"Yes, just decide the winner." Tang Long also agreed.

While speaking, Tang Ling slowly unbuttoned a few buttons on the neckline, then pulled off his top, revealing his upper body, which was slightly thin but had perfect muscles.

Tang Long also took off his uniform. He looked gentle and elegant, and his upper body also had perfect muscles.

Looking closely, there were scars on Tang Ling's body and a clear burn mark on her chest.

That was the mark left by the safety zone No. 17, and it was the evidence left by the difficulty of walking through the Dark Harbor.

In addition, three mysterious formations, two on the arms, and one on the chest and abdomen, appeared in front of everyone without reservation.

As for Tang Long, there are no scars on his body, which is also a kind of pride. Who dares to say that Tang Long has never fought? It’s just that his opponent is not qualified to leave scars on him.
Chapter completed!