"It's not about winning or losing. It's life or death!"
The Long-faced Youth laughed. "I really want to see how he plans to be invincible among his peers and wipe out everyone below the Yin Venerable stage!"
Two incense sticks later, the voice came through the communication orb again. "Young master, how is it that the one who came is Venerable Tan Lang? Th-this is no contest at all! Listen, listen! That earth-shaking roar means Xu is done for! What a show! Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! More than three hundred people here have gone wild, cheering Brother Tan Lang on! Ahhh..."
"...Xu has some nerve! He must not know he's about to die. Most likely, he hasn't even heard of Venerable Tan Lang, and yet he's signed the death pact. It's signed! Venerable Tan Lang looks so mighty! With a surge of his qi and blood, he's like a vast sea of blood, his overwhelming Killing Intent spreading without end. How terrifying! Ah!!!"
The nasal voice on the other end of the communication orb seemed to have gone mad, rambling on in an endless torrent of commentary. Then a shriek, like someone choking a duck by the neck, abruptly cut him off. A string of "ahhh" cries followed, like thousands upon thousands of ducks quacking wildly.
"Damn you, you bloodthirsty fool! What the hell is going on? If you don't tell me right now, I'll skin you alive when I get back!"
Tu Lao San flew into a rage and cursed furiously.
The "duck," nearly strangled to death, finally caught his breath. His voice trembled. "Y-young master, o-one... one move! He only... only needed one move!"
Tu Lao San was delighted. "The killer star Tan Lang truly lives up to his reputation! Xu has seen nothing of the world. He thought