Lin Ye staggered.
His vision went black. All strength drained from his body as he collapsed heavily to the ground.
The massive hole in his chest seemed to instantly devour all his life and warmth.
An icy numbness spread wildly up his spine.
His heart had been pierced—an absolutely fatal wound.
Any other normal Martial Artist, or even the Level 12 Lin Ye from before this competition began, would have already been a cold corpse, their consciousness sinking into eternal darkness.
But the stat boosts from his frantic leveling over the past three days...
The "Thickened Skin" passive skill, with its 5% damage reduction...
And the extra maximum Life Value Lin Ye had been accumulating for so long by devouring things with his Soul Furnace...
All this foreshadowing came into play at the most critical moment!
It all formed the final dam holding him back from an instant death!
Life Value: 1/2779!
Perhaps it was fate.
Perhaps it was coincidence.
