Pang Yi drove a fist toward Huang Xiao's chest.
Huang Xiao immediately brought both palms up to guard his chest while retreating.
With a bang, Huang Xiao was likewise knocked back.
Only after staggering back five steps did he shakily find his footing.
"Pang Yi, your aura has weakened." Blood dripped from Huang Xiao's mouth and nose onto the arena floor. He could no longer wipe it all away, so he simply ignored it.
"Huang Xiao, even if my aura has weakened, it's still enough to kill you," Pang Yi said, his eyes fixed firmly on Huang Xiao.
"Good. Then I still have hope." Huang Xiao grinned with a soft laugh.
That laugh sent another great mouthful of blood spraying from his mouth.
"Hope?" Seeing the state Huang Xiao was in, Pang Yi said coldly, "With you like this, I can make you bleed dry. How could you survive then? Huh?"
Just as Pang Yi finished speaking, he suddenly noticed Huang Xiao's aura weaken sharply.
It plunged as though over a cliff, unlike his own relatively steady decline.
The Supreme Demonic Qi he was using continued to flow without end, as long as the Supreme Demon Pill had not been completely exhausted.
But the strength Pang Yi had unleashed through the Ten-Thousand Interception Method was steadily weakening.
Thus, his overall strength had diminished considerably again.
Pang Yi abruptly retreated three steps, then stared at Huang Xiao with a grave expression.
"What other moves do you have? Is this the hope you spoke of?" Pang Yi asked coldly.
The drastic change in Huang Xiao's aura forced Pang Yi to be cautious.
Huang Xiao did not answer Pang Yi. He merely stood where he was without moving.
"Huang Xiao, I think you're a donkey at the end of its tricks, aren't you?"