From Jiang Ping An's reactions in those brief moments, Li Xi realized that Jiang Ping An was very likely lying.
When they had met before, Jiang Ping An had always claimed that his talent was mediocre and his strength ordinary.
But how could someone with ordinary strength react so swiftly in an instant like this?
Of course, this might have been a plan he had prepared long ago.
These details alone were still not enough to determine with complete certainty that Jiang Ping An had lied before.
Li Xi stared unblinkingly at the battlefield, her breathing slowing as anticipation and tension unknowingly rose within her.
"Bang! Boom!"
Wei Liangbo truly was among the best of his rank. Even against the combined attacks of over a hundred gods at the same level, he stubbornly endured more than a dozen waves of attacks.
Yet in the end, he could not withstand a hundred opponents. His body was struck repeatedly; his internal organs and bones were all shattered, leaving him barely human in shape.
Most of his life force had been siphoned away by some bastard, leaving him unable to heal.
Knowing that he no longer had the strength to seize the Sacred Blood, he dragged his ruined body at top speed toward the edge of the barrier, intending to take Jiang Ping An out of the arena and eliminate him alongside himself.
However, Jiang Ping An saw through his plan. Before he could rush out of the barrier, Jiang Ping An swiftly detached himself from him and slipped into the dense forest below.
After escaping the barrier, Wei Liangbo looked back.
Seeing that Jiang Ping An had not been eliminated with him, he did not know whether fury had attacked his heart or his injuries were simply too severe, but he suddenly