Shi Hao Smashes Tang San's Nose, Making His Nosebleed, Huo Ling'er Is Delighted (1)

Although Zhu Zhuqing was unable to move, her eyes revealed unwillingness and stubbornness. She bit her lip and stared at Huo Ling'er. "Don't celebrate too soon. Third Brother hasn't lost yet."

"Third Brother?" Huo Ling'er's expression changed, and she turned to look at Tang San, who was desperately swinging the Clear Sky Hammer yet could not hit Shi Hao at all. Seeing Tang San's foolish, furious appearance, she could not help but smile. "The Third Brother you mean is that arrogant guy? Hehe, then just wait and see. That bad boy has never lost a single battle. Your Third Brother is nowhere near his level."

Tang San truly looked rather miserable and enraged at that moment. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer, yet he could never reach Shi Hao's body. Every attack was easily avoided by Shi Hao's seemingly casual footwork. Tang San's stamina was gradually being drained, his face covered in sweat and his eyes filled with anxiety and unwillingness.

Huo Ling'er's words pierced his heart like a thorn. Looking at her confident and adorable smile, the fury in his heart grew even stronger. He knew he could not lose this battle just like that, or he would have no face left to face Zhu Zhuqing and the others.

Tang San's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath, then let out a thunderous roar. His pupils suddenly deepened; it was his unique Purple Demon Eye, now releasing a soul-stirring radiance.

"Purple Demon Divine Light!" Tang San shouted. As his voice fell, a dazzling purple beam suddenly shot from his Purple Demon Eye.

That beam seemed to contain all of Tang San's strength and will. It tore through the sky and shot straight toward Shi Hao.

Though Tang San appeared disheveled, the determination and fury in his eyes