"Bang."
Gongsun Li raised a foot and struck Xiao Wu squarely in the abdomen.
Xiao Wu's body curled up like a fully cooked shrimp. Blood sprayed from her mouth as she flew backward even faster than she had come, smashing heavily into the protective barrier at the edge of the arena.
The barrier trembled violently.
Xiao Wu slid to the ground, her limbs twitching a few times before she went completely still.
Her body was covered in fine wounds, traces of being sliced apart by maple leaves. Blood streamed everywhere, a horrifying sight.
The entire venue fell silent.
This was no sparring match.
This was outright slaughter.
"Xiao Wu—!!"
Tang San let out a bloodcurdling roar.
As he looked at Xiao Wu lying in a pool of blood, her fate unknown, the last thread of reason in his mind snapped.
"I'll kill you!"
"I'll kill you!!"
The Mysterious Heaven Skill within Tang San reversed madly. The black glow around the Clear Sky Hammer doubled in intensity, and the hammer, originally only palm-sized, swelled in the wind until it was as large as a millstone.
He no longer cared about his life.
He was burning through his life force.
"Chaotic Cape!"
Looking utterly deranged, Tang San swung the enormous hammer and charged at Gongsun Li without a care for anything else.
By then, he had lost all tactics and all form. Only the most primitive desire to kill remained.
In the vip seats.
Xue Qinghe's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, spilling a little tea.
"This..."
She looked toward Lu Ming beside her.
Yet Lu Ming still had his eyes closed, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the wicker chair in a steady rhythm, as though the bloodshed in the arena had nothing to do with him.
"Impetuous and restless."