He had long since discovered Li Xiaoyao's weakness. Every time Li Xiaoyao made a move, he went all out, which left a gap between one move and the next.
Li Xiaoyao was at his weakest during that gap, so the Sun and Moon Shine Together he had unleashed was merely a feint.
Li Xiaoyao was immensely strong, so he had no intention of fighting him head-on. He would only be the one at a disadvantage if he did.
"You..."
Seeing Xiao Tian suddenly appear, a flicker of panic flashed through Li Xiaoyao's eyes, and his right hand hurriedly began to clench into a fist.
"Heh, just as I thought. But it's too late."
A cold sneer flashed through Xiao Tian's eyes as he watched Li Xiaoyao's frantic movements. Only realizing it now? Sorry, too late.
A sword cry rang across the entire Arena, and Li Xiaoyao's body was blasted straight away. He slammed heavily against the edge of the Arena, only a hair's breadth from falling off.
According to the rules, falling off the Arena meant losing the match. At this moment, Li Xiaoyao lay right at its edge, just the slightest bit away from tumbling down.
Li Xiaoyao's breath was weak, and his body was covered in dense sword wounds. Drops of blood fell onto the Arena, making for an exceedingly miserable sight.
"It hurts. It hurts so much."
Li Xiaoyao clutched his arm as his entire body trembled. Even his lips were shaking, his face twisted by pain, tightening the hearts of the Wang Family disciples around him.
"He's so pitiful. After this battle, I understand now—there's something wrong with this child's mind. He must be mentally incomplete."
"I knew it long ago. Mentally incomplete, pure-hearted—he even kindly reminded his opponent before a fight. After accidentally killing Zhao