Afraid?
Meng Yao sneered when he heard that. "If this continues, you'll definitely lose. How could I possibly be afraid?"
Is that so?
Ghost Mask gave a sinister laugh. "Since you're not afraid, then let's continue."
Ghost Mask did not know whether Meng Yao was afraid deep down.
But!
He could be certain of one thing: Meng Yao definitely lacked confidence.
So, are you numb or not?
The facts proved that it was indeed so.
When Meng Yao heard those words, the corner of his eye twitched violently.
Damn it!
The more Ghost Mask acted this way, the less he could see through him.
Just as Ghost Mask had guessed, Meng Yao truly had no confidence in his heart.
He always felt that Ghost Mask was incredibly strange!
Creak!
After only an instant of thought, Meng Yao made up his mind.
No!
Ghost Mask was far too strange. To guard against every possibility, he had to ensure nothing could go wrong.
This was a critical moment. No matter what Ghost Mask was thinking, at least in the current situation, things were extremely favorable to him.
With that thought!
Meng Yao's expression changed. "Junior Brother Ghost Mask, if you want to play, I'll naturally accompany you."
"Dark Blood Shield, Fifth Layer!"
"..."
As those words fell, a violent aura erupted from Meng Yao's body.
That aura soared into the sky, making the blood mist above even denser.
The blood mist appeared... directly enveloping his body...
Rumble!
Rumble!
Deafening booms rang out. The blood mist seemed to press down on space itself, then rapidly covered his body, forming a barrier.
Once that barrier took shape, the Dark Blood Shield displayed around his body was restored once more.
An even more oppressive aura swept over the area, shrouding everyone present.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"