"Heh, you want us dead?"
"I've won five straight matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, and my brother has won six. Plenty of people have wanted us dead, but they all died at our hands in the end. Who the hell do you think you are?"
One man sneered disdainfully at Tang Xiao, rolling his head and rubbing his fists.
The other secretly drew a pitch-black dagger, preparing to launch a surprise attack on Tang Xiao.
"Sect Master, watch out!"
The surviving Clear Sky Sect disciples cried out in alarm.
Standing behind that man, they happened to see the pair's little tricks.
"Heh, too late!"
The man holding the dagger sneered and sprang forward like a hunting leopard.
In less than the blink of an eye, he crossed the distance between himself and Tang Xiao.
A pitch-black dagger stabbed viciously toward Tang Xiao's eye.
Judging by the ruthlessness of his attack, they had not been boasting earlier. They truly had extensive combat experience.
But.
Their opponent was Tang Xiao...
Bang!
Though Tang Xiao struck later, his fist arrived first, slamming into the man's head.
The man flew backward like a sandbag.
"Brother, are you all right?"
The other man hurriedly looked over, and cold sweat immediately poured from him.
His brother's skull had been punched inward, blood streaming down amid flecks of sticky white matter.
He knew all too well what that was: brain matter!
Clearly, his brother could not have been more thoroughly dead.
An instant kill!
Just how powerful did someone have to be to do that?
He was already beating the drum of retreat in his heart and began backing away as inconspicuously as possible.
Tang Xiao asked coldly, "Why don't you come show me how strong a champion with five consecutive wins is?"
"Y-you're incredible."
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