Although Hei Ao spoke with great dominance,
the efficiency of his blood recovery was obviously a bit slow.
A quick glance revealed he hadn't taken enough medication; Zuolu next to him had already recovered more than 400 health.
Of course, it might also be related to the Cultivation Technique. Zuolu always had some odd tricks up his sleeve, unlike Hei Ao's more straightforward approach.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
At this moment, several figures on the eaves had already jumped down, surrounding Fang Yu and his group.
The ringleader, Jing Xiumei, even sneered.
"At the Bonfire Gathering's competition, you guys got a lot of good stuff. Since you're not participating in the Bonfire Gathering activities anyway, why not leave the rewards to us, to offer some contributions to the Bonfire Gathering?"
They were indeed eyeing my Black Phoenix Blood!
Hei Ao's face darkened.
"A bunch of weaklings, daring to trouble us? I alone am enough to deal with all of you!"
With that, Hei Ao stepped forward and gestured provocatively at the people around him, exuding arrogance in his posture, but he was secretly gathering strength, ready to strike at any moment.
Faced with Hei Ao's provocation, Jing Xiumei laughed.
"Can we take his word for it?"
Jing Xiumei was looking towards Fang Yu.
After all, they had all participated in the arena battles and knew who had the highest rank and strongest power among those present.
However, Fang Yu just shrugged.
"If you can't even defeat him, there's no need for you to make a move against us, right?"
Hearing this, Jing Xiumei slightly frowned and gestured to the people near Hei Ao.
The circle surrounding the three tightened up immediately, with several people closing in on Hei Ao, ready to deal with him.
[Cun Xingye: 4184/4184.]
[Lei Yingying: 5717/5717.]
[Qu Xianglu: 6886/6886.]
[Tan Fangyan: 5842/5842.]
[Quan Guling: 6100/6100.]
Fang Yu glanced over and saw that these individuals all possessed considerable strength,
Each one almost reached the strength of that 6000 health Blood Demon Reversed Demon.
Before Fang Yu could take a closer look, someone suddenly attacked Hei Ao!
It was Cun Xingye, the weakest among them.
He charged forward and reached Hei Ao,
Raising a fist, he smashed it towards Hei Ao's head!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of the fist cutting through the air came forth, but Hei Ao neither dodged nor evaded, his skin swiftly covering in a layer of pitch black.
As the fist smashed down, Hei Ao counterattacked with a punch that delivered the blow first despite acting later.
Two sounds erupted almost simultaneously.
In the next instant, Cun Xingye grunted and was sent flying backward.
-442! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
And Hei Ao just swayed slightly.
The damage between the two was not even on the same level.
After landing, Cun Xingye was just clutching his chest where he was hit, slowly getting up and coldly looking towards Hei Ao.
Clearly, although Cun Xingye was injured, the damage wasn't severe.
Hei Ao frowned slightly and shook his right fist, saying faintly,
"That was just a warning..."
But before he could finish, the others unscrupulously surrounded him.
Each of the demons with five to six thousand health began their assault, making Hei Ao roar in anger continuously as his health visibly dropped.
Fang Yu thought Hei Ao wouldn't last, but unexpectedly discovered...
Quan Guling, with 6000 health, was directly knocked flying, landing on the ground.
Then Tan Fangyan, with over 5000 health, was also punched out of the fray, tumbling to the distance, seemingly dazed on the spot.
Before the two could rejoin the battle, the others who had originally surrounded Hei Ao were also knocked to the ground.
This outcome was almost completely unexpected.
Not only Fang Yu but even Jing Xiumei in front showed a look of astonishment.
At this moment, Hei Ao patted the nonexistent dust off his shoulder and looked down at the people on the ground, his voice cool as he started speaking.
"I told you, with your level of ability, I alone am enough!"
Seeing the people on the ground, Jing Xiumei's face darkened.
"What are you all doing? You think you're still in the arena? Show me your true skills! None of these three will leave here alive today!"
Fang Yu's eyes narrowed, having a vague idea of what they were up to.
Indeed, as if understanding Jing Xiumei's words,
The ones who were just sprawling on the ground looked at each other, got up, and surrounded Hei Ao again.
Hei Ao seemed no longer to consider them a threat, saying indifferently,
"What? Coming again? I've said, people of your strength, no matter how many..."
Before Hei Ao could finish, Cun Xingye in front of him suddenly grinned ferociously.
The next instant, a Blood Mist suddenly exploded around Cun Xingye, interrupting Hei Ao's words.
A huge shadow started to rise, gradually engulfing Hei Ao's figure.
Amid Hei Ao's astonished expression...
Then came Quan Guling's explosion into a Blood Mist, his form shot up in height.
Next was Lei Yingying, Qu Xianglu, Tan Fangyan...
The ones who had just been attacking Hei Ao, now suddenly all revealed their monstrous true forms in front of Fang Yu and the others!
Instantly, the tides of attack and defense turned.
Hei Ao, who was just dominating, had his expression darken gradually upon seeing four or five demons surrounding him.
Originally, the reason he could dominate these individuals was that they fought him in human form, hiding their demonic bodies.
If from the beginning they had attacked in their true Demon form, it likely would've been a grim outcome!
Hei Ao could sense that these Demons were not simple; they all possessed strength comparable to that of the Reversed Demon.