970: C970 Exhaustion

C970 Exhaustion

On the Sword Battlestage, Tang Ao and the Cyan Robed Swordsman fought. Cyan Robed Swordsman seemed to have a little fame in Celestial Fragrance Pavilion, and was a person who had won ten consecutive rounds. As a result, when Cyan Robed Swordsman and Tang Ao fought, shouts could not be heard from below the stage. Seeing that Tang Ao did not manage to knock the Cyan Robed Swordsman off the stage with ease, this confirmed everyone's thoughts.2

That was, in the ten matches that Xue Hong had just fought, all of Tang Ao's moves had been figured out, so Tang Ao took advantage of Xue Hong's weakness and caught him off the stage by surprise. If Xue Hong also understood Tang Ao thoroughly, Tang Ao would definitely not be Xue Hong's match.

On top of Sword Battlestage, the Cyan Robed Swordsman was moving at an angle, his moves were strange and tricky, thrusting straight at all of Tang Ao's vital points, but Tang Ao's body was extremely nimble, and was able to dodge all of Cyan Robed Swordsman's dangerous moves. "Hiding around, how long are you going to hide for?" When the Cyan Robed Swordsman was unable to even attack Tang Ao with his 180 swords, he was angry in his heart.

People who practiced the sword were the most wary of impetuosity. And the current Cyan Robed Swordsman, had obviously violated this taboo. Although the three-foot-long blade in his hand suddenly sped up, his sword technique was no longer as murderous as before. Instead, it had become disorderly and disorderly. Such a sword technique, even if it could hit Tang Ao, would not be able to hurt him.

Furthermore, even if his sword was fast to such an extent, Tang Ao could still dodge it easily. " "Yes, it should be about time." After another sword attack from the Cyan Robed Swordsman, Tang Ao suddenly appeared in front of the Cyan Robed Swordsman in a shocking arc.

'Bang! 'a muffled sound was heard. The process was different; it was a familiar formula. Cyan Robed Swordsman's chest was struck by Tang Ao's fist and he fell down. Seeing that Tang Ao had defeated another person, everyone below the stage could not help but be filled with righteous indignation.

"This brat is truly despicable. I don't think he has any abilities. It's just that his spiritual energy is a bit purer and his movement is a bit more agile. His only killing move is this unexpected punch."

"Brother Ren is so wise. This kid should only have this kind of ability. Now that he's exhausted of his skills, any of the brothers that came up to get him to come down."

"Let me do it. My Wolf Slaughtering Rod Technique specializes in dealing with agile people." an old beggar in rags said.

"Alright, alright, alright. Old Hong, please go up and teach him a lesson." These people did not wish for Tang Ao and Shangguan Waner to spend the night together, so they naturally did not wish to see Tang Ao win consecutively, or even win a hundred times in a row.

The old beggar fell and leaped up, then heavily stepped onto the Sword Battlestage, shaking the entire Sword Battlestage, causing a cloud of dust to fly into the air.

With a move of his hand, Tang Ao summoned out her Spear Soul of Hundred War. As both of them had the same level of Fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, using the Soul of Fighting Holy Bone s would take only an instant kill, if he continued to kill them, Tang Ao was worried that they would not be willing to fight him even if they managed to obtain the arrows. Since it was like this, Tang Ao wanted to let them see a 'victory' in front of him, before scrambling to be the first to challenge him.

Tang Ao's figure flashed, and in that instant, the Spear Soul of Hundred War appeared. On the other hand, the old beggar raised his staff to block, then pressed it down, striking towards Tang Ao's lower body. Although the speed of this move was fast, it was full of flaws. It would not be difficult for Tang Ao to dodge it. However, Tang Ao could not dodge, because the old beggar's timing was very good. Tang Ao could only pretend to be caught by him and swing his staff.

"Bam!" As expected, the old beggar's hand struck Tang Ao's leg. Under the protection of the Soul of Fighting Holy Bone, Tang Ao did not feel much, but he was still able to stagger and stand firmly. After taking a few steps back, he 'barely managed' to stabilize his body and looked at the old man in front of him with a face full of 'dread'. Tang Ao did not know whether he had acted well or not, or whether the people under Sword Battlestage believed him, but Tang Ao himself did not believe him.

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