The wounds on Tang Ao's face were bleeding profusely, and the white training uniform he was wearing was stained with blood.
There was a burning, intense stinging sensation at the wound, wave after wave, constantly attacking his brain.
He handed the sword to his right hand and gently stroked the wound on his cheek with his left hand.
When he saw the extremely bright blood color on his left hand clearly, Tang Ao's brain felt like it was going to explode on the spot.
"Blood?!"
"Is this my blood?"
"I'm actually bleeding?"
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At this moment, in the eyes of most of the audience at the scene, Tang Ao seemed to have been greatly stimulated. His eyes were lifeless, his face was pale, and he was a little out of his mind.
Many people were shaking their heads inwardly at this moment. Although Tang Ao looked tall and strong, he had a heart of glass.
His cheek was just scratched and there was a little blood, as if he had lost his soul.
His mental quality is simply not up to par.
She looks like a girl, not tough at all, she has grown so big in vain!
What they didn't see was that when Tang Ao lowered his head, his eyes gradually turned red, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc, filled with evil intent.
Only Chang Yuntao, who was closest to Tang Ao in the ring and focused all his attention on Tang Ao, had the most real feelings.
A bad premonition suddenly flashed through his heart.
Glancing at the sword that was held tightly in Tang Ao's right hand, Chang Yuntao suddenly heard alarm bells ringing in his heart.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but he just seemed to see the blood groove of the sword being flashed with intense blood.
However, in just a blink of an eye, the bloody light disappeared without a trace.
It was as if the strong blood light at the blood tank was just his illusion.
Under the ring, the kid's clone frowned slightly, and the magical power of the titanium alloy dog eyes was instantly activated.
There was a rich golden light shining in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the dark saber in Tang Ao's hand.
Looking at the dark purple mist that was constantly showing its teeth and claws, and was so rich that it almost turned black, the little boy's clone's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a strong resentment, how many souls have been killed by the sword?"
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Immediately afterwards, he turned his attention to Tang Ao, who had his head lowered, and it was obvious that resentment had entered his body.
"This kid is definitely a weirdo. Not only was he not defeated by that extremely ferocious horse-cutting sword, but he was still able to use the resentment on it for his own purposes."
"Ordinary people have resentment in their bodies, and even if they don't die, half of their lives will be taken away."
"But this kid, in this weird state at this time, he is completely horny."
"Originally, he was at the fourth level of cultivation. At this moment, with the power of that sword, he actually broke through to the third level."
"However, his weird state is very unstable. Compared with ordinary third-grade monks, he is definitely slightly inferior."
"Moreover, once he exits this state, he will not only fall back to the fourth level of cultivation, but he will also be weak for a long time."
"The most important thing is that the horse-killing sword is too fierce and will backfire on its owner sooner or later."
When he was thinking this way, the kid's clone immediately sent a message to Chang Yuntao's mind: "It's me, don't look back, watch your opponent, and don't let him take advantage of it."
"I'm going to tell you something very important now that requires you to make a decision immediately."
"Tang Ao used secret techniques to break through to the third level in a short time."
"Now I give you three choices."
"One, jump off the ring immediately and admit defeat, and replace Duanmu Nana on the stage."
"Two, use delaying tactics and wait until Tang Ao's condition is over, then you will win."
"Third, use your full strength to confront him head-on. However, if you do this, your cultivation will not be superior and you will be at a bit of a disadvantage."
"So, what's your decision?"
Chang Yuntao frowned, and his eyes were even more uncertain.
After a long while, he took a breath, a wanton and arrogant smile appeared on his face, and his whole person was boiling with fighting spirit.
"who I am?"
"I am Chang Yuntao!"
"It's impossible for me to admit defeat and let a girl come up to replace me and fight!"
"Do you really think that I, Chang Yuntao, am shameless?"
"The delaying tactic is quite to my liking, but this is in a national competition."
"What I want is not a difficult victory that kills my opponent, but a majestic crushing victory!"
"So, I choose the third option!"
"Teacher Xiao Wang, just keep your eyes open and watch carefully. For me, leapfrogging and defeating powerful enemies is not a problem at all!"
The next moment, the earth-yellow Wutu energy burst out on Chang Yuntao's body.
"Ha!" shouted loudly, and the Fang Tianhua halberd in Chang Yuntao's hand immediately slashed horizontally at Tang Ao's right hand holding the sword.
There was a flash of red in his eyes. In that weird state of resentment entering his body, Tang Ao not only experienced a surge in cultivation, but also his already not weak reaction speed.
Under the bonus of that weird state, his reaction speed became even more terrifying.
Seeing that the crescent blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd was about to slash at his right hand, Tang Ao let go of the handle of the knife without thinking.
His unthinking move not only filled the audience's minds with questions, but even Chang Yuntao was a little confused.
"This kid cherishes feathers so much that he even doesn't want his own sword to avoid getting hurt?"
According to Chang Yuntao's original thoughts, he did not expect Tang Ao to give up his sword.
His horizontal slash was actually just a feint, the purpose was just to make Tang Ao draw his sword and retreat.
As long as Tang Ao retreats as Chang Yuntao imagined, then what awaits him will be a series of high-explosion moves that Chang Yuntao has carefully prepared for him.
Keep it until he can’t eat it and carry it around!
It's a pity that with Tang Ao's sudden and strange change of moves, Chang Yuntao really felt like he was punched in the air. His chest was so tight that he was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was at this moment that Tang Ao let go of the handle of the knife, and the dark sword was falling freely with the blade facing upwards and the handle downwards.
Tang Ao suddenly stepped forward with his left foot, and Tang Ao immediately lowered himself to bully him.
At the same time, as if carefully calculated, the heel of his right foot swung back and accidentally hit the handle of the sword.
Immediately afterwards, after its trajectory was changed, the sword was shot out like a sharp arrow.
He actually took one step ahead of Tang Ao and appeared in front of Chang Yuntao.
Grasping the hilt of the sword, Tang Ao looked at Chang Yuntao, who looked a little stunned, with a sarcastic look flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, he showed an evil look on his face, and the cold blade of his sword slashed at Chang Yuntao's neck on the spot.
Feeling a sharp energy coming towards him, Chang Yuntao's expression changed drastically.
The slight tingling sensation on his neck made the hairs on his hair stand on end and goosebumps almost appeared on his skin.