Blood dripped down the blade in Xiao Tian's right hand onto the stage, making a dripping sound. No one spoke. Occasionally, one could hear people panting. The silent warehouse, the blood-covered Xiao Tian on the stage, and the blood-covered stage gave people a very strange scene. Xiao Tian walked to a spot about five meters away from Seven and the others and stopped. He looked at them coldly.
The somber atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.
Only Xiao Tian, Tyrant, and the Four Great Guardian Deities were left standing on the stage. The remaining dozen or so people were so scared that they ran off the stage, afraid that their bodies would be stained with their companions 'blood or brains. No one had expected Xiao Tian to be so powerful. It should have been easier for fifty to sixty people to fight against one person than drinking cold water, but now it had become a one-sided massacre by Xiao Tian. Compared to him, Li Dong's methods were like children's tricks. The current Xiao Tian was like a meat grinder. When a person went in, not even bones were left. He was extremely cold-blooded.
Xiao Tian's original personality was not like this. Ever since he was locked up in his side account, the violent aura that was produced by the extreme suppression had always been lurking in his body. Ever since Xiao Tian practiced that set of Qigong, this violent aura had always been suppressed by the pure aura in his body. Moreover, ever since he practiced Qigong, Xiao Tian's mentality had always been very calm. This violent aura needed to erupt through the anger in Xiao Tian's body. This violent aura might really disappear one day.
However, ever since Xiao Tian saw that Li Dong and the others had been beaten up and crippled because of him, Xiao Tian was deeply remorseful. At the same time, his anger towards the monk and the others soared like never before. The violent aura in his body took this opportunity to wreak havoc, causing Xiao Tian to gradually lose his mind. It was as if this warehouse was the smurf that had imprisoned him back then, and everyone in this room was the target of complaints. Therefore, he did not consider the consequences at all. As long as he could kill his opponent, he would not consider what methods he would use. Therefore, his attacks were extremely ruthless and even somewhat abnormal.
At this moment, one of the five monks appeared and stood opposite Xiao Tian. He was 1.8 meters tall and had arms as thick as a bowl. He looked extremely burly and his attacks were extremely ruthless. He was one of the four great Vajra warriors who had good martial arts, Yan Song, who was known as the Iron Fist. He was arrested and imprisoned for committing robbery and murder. After he was imprisoned, he used his excellent skills to defeat everyone in the northern prison. Then, he was recruited by the monk and became his trump card. In recent years, he hadn't had the chance to make a move because it wasn't worth it. Although he was shocked by Xiao Tian's skills today, he still had the urge to compete with Xiao Tian. Seeing Yan Song voluntarily request to fight, Tyrant and the others could not help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. If Yan Song could not defeat Xiao Tian, then no one in the North Campus would be his match. Then, the only thing waiting for them was death. Because Xiao Tian would not let them leave this arena alive.
"Brother, you're quite ruthless! I've long heard of you, Xiao Tian. You're really arrogant. So many people didn't kill you. You're really lucky.”Yan Song said in a provocative tone as he warmed up. After all, he had not fought for a long time, except for yesterday when he seriously injured Li Dong and Zhang Gang.
Xiao Tian was speechless. He continued to look at the monk alone, completely ignoring Yan Song's existence.
This made Yan Song a little embarrassed and said,"Humph! Your two brothers were as arrogant as you yesterday. I crippled them the moment I made a move. And that kid called Li Dong dared to scold me, so I cut his tongue off. Haha…"
Yan Song was showing off proudly. He did not notice that Xiao Tian's gaze slowly moved away from the monk and turned to Yan Song.
"Oh? So it was you! Haha…Haha…" After Xiao Tian heard Yan Song's words, he could not help but laugh out loud. He laughed so happily and so terrifyingly. Many people could feel Xiao Tian's unprecedented anger from his laughter.
Yes, Xiao Tian was furious! He threw away the knife in his hand, clenched his fists, and roared into the sky. Xiao Tian felt the violent and manic energy in his heart rush from the soles of his feet to his head. Not only did the true energy in his body not stop it, but it also circulated at an even better speed to crazily encourage this evil energy.
At this time, everyone in the warehouse noticed that Xiao Tian was slowly undergoing a strange change. Following Xiao Tian's roar, Xiao Tian's hair gradually turned from black to snow-white. Xiao Tian's bones cracked, and his muscles became even sturdier and more majestic like inflated balloons. The veins on his arms bulged, and the blood in his veins seemed to be about to spurt out. This was caused by the sudden increase in strength. Xiao Tian's bulging muscles burst out of his prison clothes, making a hissing sound. Everyone in the warehouse widened their eyes as they watched this scene that could only be seen on television reappear in real life. The violent aura in their bodies reached its peak in an instant, and the aura emitted by Xiao Tian increased exponentially. The temperature in the warehouse suddenly dropped. Xiao Tian's body emitted an unprecedented killing intent, causing the temperature in the warehouse to quickly drop to freezing point. Xiao Tian's gaze was like an invisible sword shooting towards Yan Song-the person who had broken his brother's tongue and crippled his hand.
Everyone, including Yan Song, who had been through a lot of killing, could deeply feel the ruthlessness in Xiao Tian's heart. Tyrant and the others could not stand Xiao Tian's imposing manner and subconsciously retreated.
Yan Song realized that Xiao Tian was slowly gathering his power to launch an attack. If he finished accumulating his power, Xiao Tian would definitely launch a thunderous attack that would shatter everyone. Therefore, Yan Song no longer hesitated and swung his right fist at Xiao Tian like lightning. Yan Song, who was known as the Iron Fist, was naturally the strongest in his attack. His huge fist was mixed with the sound of tearing through the air as it rolled toward Xiao Tian like a black cloud.
Xiao Tian looked coldly at this iron fist and knew that his brother's hand was crippled by it. Xiao Tian roared angrily and clenched his right fist. He gathered all the true energy in his body and condensed it into his right arm. He waved his fist and raised a gust of wind to meet Yan Song's fist attack. The two fists were like two bolts of lightning that met in the sky. Many people could not bear to close their eyes and only heard a scream. Those who closed their eyes thought that the person who screamed was Xiao Tian. Just as he opened his eyes to take a look, he realized that the scream was coming from Yan Song's mouth. He saw Yan Song holding his bleeding right arm with his left hand and kneeling on the ground with one knee, wailing miserably.
Yan Song's five fingers on his right hand were broken inch by inch, and blood flowed out. What was even more terrifying was that the bones at the base of his right arm were actually exposed to the air by Xiao Tian's force that broke out of his muscles and the shackles of his prison clothes. The pale bones were covered in blood, and blood dripped down from the ends of the bones.
Many people, including The Monk and the others, vomited violently when they saw this scene. No one would have thought that Yan Song, who used to be in Wind Cloud North Prison, would be defeated by Xiao Tian with a single punch.
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