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As the countdown reached five seconds, Tan Ming exchanged his leaf with Yan Qing's.
When Yan Qing saw the dark red leaf in his hand, he felt no expectations. He could only be grateful that Tan Ming still had a chance for survival. Tan Ming, however, had no intention of exchanging leaves with him; even if he did, Yan Qing wouldn't agree. What he didn't expect was for Tan Ming to forcefully swap their leaves at the last moment.
"Tan Ming, you—"
Tan Ming pulled him into an embrace, his lips brushing against Yan Qing's ear as he pressed a farewell kiss to his cheek, softly whispering, "I want you to live."
Yan Qing was stunned.
The depth of emotion in Tan Ming's eyes was overwhelming; he felt foolish for not realizing it sooner. A storm raged within him. His throat was gripped tightly, a suffocating sensation enveloping his entire being.
Yan Qing struggled to articulate his feelings; within mere seconds, it felt as though he had experienced dozens of dramatic scenes in his mind. In the midst of shock, he tentatively touched his own face, wondering why Tan Ming would ever notice him.
In his eyes, Tan Ming was exceptional—his family background, appearance, and even physical abilities surpassed others. Why would someone like him take an interest in someone so ordinary? Yan Qing felt far from remarkable himself; sometimes he even despised his own lack of fitness.
In the next moment, the messenger who had received the dark red leaf was encircled by a tightening ring of light that threatened to strangle him to death.
Tan Ming drew in a deep breath, bracing himself against the pain.
"Tan Ming!" Yan Qing cried out as he saw Tan Ming suffering.
Others were not so fortunate either. The ones who had received the dark red leaves included Tan Ming, Liu Xuanzhu, Ling Xing, Shen Jianghuan, and Zhang Liu. The ring tightened like a constricting metal band, gradually squeezing their waists as if to sever their bodies in two.
"Ah!" Ling Xing's scream echoed in despair.
He rolled on the ground in agony, pounding the earth with his fists. Liu Xuanzhu tightly grasped his hand, filled with immense regret.
Xing was too impulsive. He simply couldn't endure such suffering. Liu Xuanzhu didn't want Ling Xing to die like this, in such a manner.
Then he remembered that his Messenger Tool still had two chances left.
Enlargement Technique! Without hesitation, he invoked it.
Ling Xing suddenly broke free from the binding light and returned to normal; the constricting circle around his waist shattered.
"Dai Zi, what are you doing?" Ling Xing stood up, and the pain in his body vanished instantly. He felt a moment of confusion, but once he realized what had happened, he became furious, even enraged!
Liu Xuanzhu gave a simple smile, his eyes reddening. "Xing, I'm sorry. I didn't listen to you again."
But this time, Ling Xing couldn't find the words to scold him.
"Big!" Liu Xuanzhu silently chanted the Enlargement Technique again, and his body swelled up. Even after reaching the size of an average person, he continued to grow until he transformed into a giant over five meters tall.
Those standing beside him looked on in fear as he became a giant, instinctively backing away to avoid being stepped on.
"Dai Zi!" Ling Xing seemed to understand why Liu Xuanzhu wanted to make himself so large. Tears filled his eyes as he looked at Liu Xuanzhu in desperation.
Liu Xuanzhu smiled back at him.
In that moment of saving Ling Xing, he had already considered the price he would pay. However, he needed to convert that cost into something beneficial.
"Xing, I can't let this be for nothing! Everyone's Messenger Tools are being used to save lives; I can't be so useless!" Liu Xuanzhu declared.
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