Watching the other party's retreating back, Tang San stamped his feet in fury and charged forward, thrusting his trident straight at her.
She had killed him so many times just now, and now she wanted to run away? No way! Today, Tang San would kill her at least once to defend his dignity!
"Die, Qian Renxue!"
He rushed forward, driving the trident mercilessly toward the golden figure's back.
Just as the attack was about to land, Qian Renxue suddenly turned around and swung her Netherite Sword upward.
Clang!
As an incomparably crisp sound echoed through the Colosseum, Tang San felt as though his right hand had suffered a heavy blow. The web between his thumb and forefinger split open, and his overburdened right hand released the trident.
The trident flew out, carving a perfect arc through the air before stabbing into the ground. A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes as Qian Renxue's Netherite Sword slowly grew larger before him.
"Tang San, you're too weak."
Qian Renxue's calm yet piercing words seemed like a sharp sword through his heart. Tang San was headshot and killed once again, then respawned in the center of the Colosseum.
After respawning, he looked at Qian Renxue's contemptuous, dismissive gaze, and the last scraps of dignity in his heart seemed to have been crushed to dust.
Whether it was swords, tridents, or hammers, he had lost to her every time. Yet before this, he had felt rather pleased with himself.
Back in the God Realm, everyone had revered him. Now, the things he excelled at had been crushed before his very eyes. It was no different from having his face ground against the floor.
"No! If you let me use Tang Sect hidden weapons, you, Qian Renxue, definitely wouldn't be my match!"
Tang San, who