Gao Xin was recuperating in the garbage mountain.
He was wrapped in silver-white bone armor, his whole body submerged in magma, eyes closed, fast asleep.
On one hand, he was absorbing high-calorie chemical substances to replenish his body.
On the other hand, he was immersed in the Thought Palace, sparring with Flower Pattern Pig and Yunzhong Tianyi.
"It's so annoying, after ten hours with no winner, can I surrender?"
In the Thought Palace, the Flower Pattern Pig saw Gao Xin recover to full awareness, immediately tossed aside his weapon, and conceded on the spot.
Gao Xin shouted, "Don't, you guys were almost winning."
The Flower Pattern Pig rolled his eyes, "Not even close to winning, can't I just give up? I can't take it anymore; I'm really exhausted."
Gao Xin said, "This time, without the Evil Sickle Slash, you a True Image and a Sub-elephant teaming up, still can't beat me alone?"
The Flower Pattern Pig retorted angrily, "I can't kill you, what can I do?"
