The man with the dark face was clutching his stomach. Since he could fight, he wouldn't show mercy.
I saw his whole body brimming with energy, and then his body lunged toward Ao Cangsheng.
The air exploded instantly.
In the surging air, a shadow of a ferocious tiger suddenly emerged, striking directly at Ao Cangsheng's open mouth.
It was a powerful blow, almost a full-force assault by the dark-faced youth.
As the tiger's shadow passed, a sudden gust of wind ensued. Many spectators' eardrums buzzed under the shaking stage.
Suddenly, the audience and monks standing below stared at Ao Cangsheng.
They wanted to see if this arrogant guy could withstand the blow from the dark-faced youth.
"Bang—"
Upon hearing a muffled sound, everyone suddenly felt as if a flower appeared before them.
When they looked again at the duel, they found the dark-faced young man had vanished.
