By then, Jared was on the brink of collapse. He could feel the cloudiness setting into his vision.
“Die!” Biting the tip of his tongue, he reinvigorated himself with the rush of blood, causing his aura to explode once more.
The remaining three Black Copper Robe warriors were dumbfounded. “The kid has gone mad to burn through his blood essence! Seems like he intends to launch a suicide attack. We have to retreat!”
One of them turned tail and fled, while the other two showed no hesitation at all. After flinging out two smoke bombs, the martial arts arena was shrouded in a black mist.
Once the mist had cleared, Jared’s lone figure, supported by the Dragonslayer Sword he was holding, was all that was left in the arena. As for his three opponents, they were nowhere to be seen at all.
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