"Haaaa… haaaa…"
Tian Yang gasped for air as he fell to his knee after his 99th bandit, his body soaked in blood. There were three daggers stabbed into his back and a sword skewering his right leg. Moreover, his entire left arm has been missing since it was severed half an hour ago.
Of the countless life-or-death situations he had faced, this trial marked his closest brush with death yet, and he still had one opponent left to fight.
Tian Yang stared at his final opponent with one eye closed, his gaze filled with anger and hatred.
The last bandit that stood between him and victory was the leader of the Gold and Money Bandits.
"You…" Tian Yang gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword stuck in his leg, enduring the pain.
"I will kill you!"
Even though his opponent was only a peak Spirit King, Tian Yang was already on the verge of exhausting what little spiritual energy he had left.
