Li Qing seemed a little overwhelmed in shock.

The situation was different from what he imagined, and he didn't beat that man at all.

The enemy's substitute ability is still silently maintained, as always.

His body aging again, and the power that had just recovered for a few seconds quickly disappeared.

The hope that rose in my heart soon became dim in such despair.

"Seriously injured, hard to move old"

"Now I can't fight that carrot head anymore."

Li Qing thought pale: "The only hope is to wait."

"I can only wait here, waiting for Giorno and their aid to arrive."

It was like a poor weak man. At this moment, Li Qing unconsciously began to pray to heaven.

He prayed, hoping that the aid would come before the enemy arrived.

However, God has never been effective.

Amid Li Qing's nervous and powerless gaze, the fishing line that had been tense became loose.

Immediately afterwards, a slight vibration came from the fishing line, and a burst of rapid footsteps came from the waiting hall 50 meters away.

What comes first is not rescue, but the enemy.

Bessi is about to arrive.

Li Qing's life is only less than fifty meters, at most a few seconds.

"It's over"

"The enemy has reacted."

"As long as he arrives here, I will never be able to survive!"

Such a disgusting word appeared in his heart very rarely.

Because the current situation is indeed ten deaths and no life:

"Dataization is no longer useful."

"I'm so old that I can hardly walk."

"The fish hook will be pierced through the heart soon."

"There is such a big hole in my stomach."

Li Qing's spirit was shaken in pain and despair.

He even began to unconsciously find reasons for his giving up:

"Is it possible to continue fighting in such a way that my body is broken?"

"It's impossible to do it at all."

"I, I've tried my best"

As he thought about it, a light suddenly flashed through Chaos's mind.

Li Qing was excited.

He suddenly realized how ridiculous the reason he was looking for.

Is it really impossible to fight if I am broken and on the verge of despair?

Has he really tried his best?

Of course the answer is no.

Because there is a perfect example, a respectable example, right before him, at his feet.

"Prosot"

Li Qing silently recited the name of the enemy.

"Thank you, I taught me a good lesson."

"I will not give up on fighting, I will not give up on hope until the last moment of my life."

His loose fists clenched tightly:

"I will survive with all my might and win from your hands."

"This is my greatest respect for you."
Chapter completed!