An exploding orb of light!
A blue curtain of light crackling with electricity!
A golden energy shield!
Huyan Zhen's vision blurred. All sorts of flashy skills hurtled toward him as though they cost nothing.
"What the hell are these things? Why are they so flashy?"
Huyan Zhen's eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart pounded.
His instincts told him he absolutely could not let these skills hit him, or he would suffer for it.
But worse still, he was weightless now, unable to control himself enough to counterattack.
Boom, boom, boom!
Then Huyan Zhen felt a deafening roar inside his head. Sparks and lightning intertwined before his eyes, followed by excruciating pain throughout his body.
It felt as though his body were being torn apart.
Even dying couldn't feel worse than this, could it?
The thought rose in his mind uncontrollably.
It was also his last thought inside the Tower of Despair.
The next moment, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
Whoosh!
Outside the Tower of Despair, everyone suddenly noticed the light on the second floor dimming.
"What's going on?"
"Did Huyan Zhen fail?"
"A Titled Douluo couldn't beat the second floor of the Tower of Despair? You've got to be kidding!"
Disbelieving voices rang out. No one wanted to believe that a Titled Douluo would fail like this.
But facts were facts.
Huyan Zhen suddenly appeared in midair and crashed hard onto the ground.
Thud.
Dust billowed, and Huyan Zhen felt utterly dazed by the fall.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao couldn't help muttering, "Sure enough, that bald guy instantly killed him."
That was perfectly normal. Lin Xiao wasn't surprised.
Hark might only be the monster on the second floor, but his attack power was more than sufficient.
One careless mistake, and getting killed was perfectly normal.