"Pfft!"
Bai Wushuang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her body flying backward like a broken-stringed kite.
"Wushuang!!!"
Huo Guang bellowed hysterically, his eyes bloodshot.
With a loud roar, he furiously slapped his palms onto the ground, mustering all his strength; with a booming sound, his body shot out from the cratered ground like a streak of light.
"Get lost!!!"
Wang Teng swept his gaze and swung his spear with his right hand fiercely, the two-meter-long War Spear slamming into Huo Guang's chest, bang!
Huo Guang was sent flying, coughing up blood.
Bang!
He crashed heavily onto the arena, struggling to rise several times, but his body was like it had fallen apart, utterly unable to exert any strength!
"Hold on!"
"Huo Guang, Wushuang, your defeat is still glorious!!!"
"Fight on!"
...
Many people below were moved by the blood-boiling scene.
"Yiya!!"