"Die!"
And the instant Aodebiao was ready, the bull-headed demon happened to launch its attack as well.
This time, because of the pair of blood-red bull horns on its head, the bull-headed demon's speed had actually accelerated to the extreme. Even Aodebiao felt he could not dodge it directly.
In other words, the bull-headed demon's speed had already surpassed Nalant's. Even if Nalant wanted to dodge, he would not be able to evade it completely.
"Damn it, this method had better work. If it doesn't, I can only surrender."
After thinking it over, Allen decided it was better not to expose Aodebiao's identity after all.
After all, if he exposed that Aodebiao was Nalant, then he would no longer be a member of the Dark Clan and would be unable to obtain the reward.
If he could not get the main god's reward, then what was the point of Aodebiao working so hard?
He might as well simply surrender, and when the time came, let the real Nalant go all out.
And Aodebiao's disguised identity might even come in handy in the future.
After all, after this Centennial Gladiator Tournament, although Aodebiao had not won the championship, he had still become renowned among all races, enough to be considered one of the top figures among the Dark Demon Gods.
A top figure like this was directly a mid-to-high-level member of the Dark Clan. The effect he could exert would be no less than that Demon Race spy he had killed before.
Seeing the bull-headed demon opposite him charging closer and closer, Aodebiao began to wave the red strip of cloth in his hand with all his might.
Although Nalant, in his previous life, had only ever seen bullfighting on television, that did not stop him from copying what he had