Chapter 1039

The searing blood painted Michael's world red, and an excruciating pain coursed through his body. A strong sense of powerlessness permeated his heart.

Did he lose?

Had he lost after all?

Michael's consciousness was becoming unclear.

In a daze, it seemed as if he was back in the Yond Bar, the night he was smashed in the head with a wine bottle by a rich second-generation kid, just like now, everything in front of his eyes was stained red with blood, his heart filled with resentment, but he was utterly helpless!

Between the two contenders, when one wins, there is inevitably a loser.

If he had lost because of his lesser skills, Michael could have accepted it.

But disappointingly, the reason he lost wasn't because his level was inferior or because his swordsmanship and body movements were lacking. It was because the other party possessed a special constitution he didn't - the Giant Spirit Treasure Body!

This special constitution is inborn.