Xiao Qing caught the Blood-Nourishing Sausage Oscar tossed him. Without hesitation, he put it straight into his mouth.
Warm energy slid down his throat into his stomach, then spread through every limb and bone.
Just as he was about to move, he caught sight of Meng Li landing a punch on his Wind Shadow Clone.
The clone turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished on impact. Meng Li's fist cut through empty air with a whoosh.
Xiao Qing's heart tightened. He had deliberately hidden the Wind Shadow Clone under the cover of the Thousand-Body Phantom Domain. With multiple Phantom Shadows concealing it, Meng Li shouldn't have been able to tell so quickly which one was real and which wasn't.
Yet Meng Li had pinpointed the clone—the one with a physical body. This showed that despite his rough, savage appearance, Meng Li had incredibly sharp instincts in battle.
After all, he had survived countless life-and-death fights. His sense of danger and ability to read the battlefield had become instinct.
Xiao Qing silently reminded himself never to underestimate an opponent who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses.
With Wind Shadow boosting his speed, Xiao Qing became much faster.
Oscar stood at the edge of the arena. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qing had vanished from where he stood and was fighting Meng Li and the other two again.
This time, Xiao Qing didn't use Rock Armor.
Although Rock Armor provided decent defense, it also burdened his body and affected his speed and agility.
Against the three-man assault, speed was his greatest advantage.
He chose to rely on his physical strength to withstand their attacks, devoting all the Soul Power and energy he saved to attacking and evading.
Meng Li's iron palm came whistling toward him. Xiao