The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Clueless fool!" Huang Tianquan's anger intensified upon hearing Tang Rao's words.

Defying progress, if you are adamant about seeking death, then I'll grant it to you.

"Clueless fool! Try killing me, you idiot!" Tang Rao yelled loudly.

First provoke Huang Tianquan, as people often lose their composure and become more susceptible to manipulation when enraged.

"Damn kid!" Huang Tianquan was uncontrollably furious, attempting multiple times to draw his sword.

Yet none were successful; Tang Rao was too close and his attacks too swift. Huang Tianquan, like a madman, could never find the right moment to strike.

This frustration only fueled Huang Tianquan's rage even more.

Truthfully, he had never felt so infuriated in battle.

Tang Rao gritted his teeth; he wasn't faring well either.

Both his fists, down to his fingers, were almost completely broken.

Though the pain was bearable, it severely affected his strength.

Despite having many powerful Spirit Arts stored in his mind, other than the Dragon King Claw and some basic footwork, he couldn't execute anything else.

Being at the Qi Gathering stage, what use could it bring?

"I don't believe I can't kill you!" Huang Tianquan completely lost his sanity.

"Bursting Qi Technique!" Huang Tianquan roared as his Spiritual Energy exploded like a burst.

This sudden surge of power sent Tang Rao reeling back over ten meters.

Finally, Huang Tianquan seized the opportunity to draw his sword; his demeanor changed instantly with the Longsword in hand, becoming sharp and ferocious.

Tang Rao inwardly cursed, not expecting Huang Tianquan to master a Spiritual Technique.

Though it wasn't a top-tier Spiritual Technique, at least with that Bursting Qi Technique, Huang Tianquan managed to unsheathe his Longsword.

"Hahaha, you little bastard, let's see how you block this time!" Huang Tianquan shouted as he thrust forward, aiming directly at Tang Rao's throat.

Honestly, Tang Rao had no respect for Huang Tianquan's swordsmanship.

It was utterly trash.

Even though I specialize in close combat, speaking of swordsmanship, I could throw you miles across the Qian Water and Kun River.

That said, Tang Rao was currently unarmed. Even if he had a sword, it wasn't certain he could wield it effectively, as his skills mainly relied on Spiritual Energy and a robust physique.

Now, he had neither Spiritual Energy nor physical strength.

"Damn it, no matter what!" As Huang Tianquan drew closer, Tang Rao fiercely decided.

It wasn't that he lacked a final move; it just had significant side effects.

If he couldn't defeat Huang Tianquan with it, he was really going to get himself killed.

As a once-dominant force in the realm, as a Cultivator on the verge of ascension, being killed by a mere Qi Gathering trash would be unbearable even in death.

But now, it seemed there was no other choice.

The Longsword ripped through the air, its whistling sound intense.

The bright silver blade glinted with boundless Spiritual Energy.

"Kid, you're going to die! When you reach the underworld, don't forget, the man who killed you is me, Huang Tianquan of the Sword Sect!" Huang Tianquan laughed maniacally.

This strike was determined to succeed.

Tang Rao saw the sword blade drawing ever closer in his eyes.

His eyes suddenly went cold, devoid of contemplation or emotion.

"Dragon King Blood Fury!" The next moment, just as the Longsword was about to penetrate, a roar erupted from Tang Rao's throat like thunder.

Bang!

A mist of blood exploded from Tang Rao's body, gruesomely vibrant.

Tang Rao's body was instantly painted crimson.

But what shone even brighter red were his eyes, glowing red, terrifyingly so.

The Spiritual Energy in his abdomen dissipated like a tide.

At that instant, Tang Rao's aura surged to an alarming peak.

"Dragon King Claw!" Tang Rao, throwing caution to the wind, lunged forward, utterly indifferent to the fiercely stabbing Longsword.

Huang Tianquan was also shocked, especially by the bloodthirsty aura emanating from Tang Rao, which gave him goosebumps all over his body.

What kind of Spiritual Technique is this? How is it so eerie!

Puchi!

In an instant, Huang Tianquan's Longsword pierced through Tang Rao's shoulder blade.

Yet, Tang Rao did not stop because his shoulder was penetrated; instead, his speed increased.

All the Spiritual Energy was released by Tang Rao at this moment, not leaving a trace behind.

At this time, he couldn't care less about the painstakingly gathered thousands of units of Spiritual Energy. Killing Huang Tianquan and saving his own life was the priority.

Without life, what future is there to speak of!

Boom!

Tang Rao's right hand struck Huang Tianquan's chest.

Huang Tianquan was sent flying, even losing grip of the Longsword in his hand, which remained in Tang Rao's shoulder.

Puchi!

In mid-air, fresh blood spurted violently from Huang Tianquan's mouth.

This strike was the strongest one Tang Rao could muster now, and it was his only shot.

After this, Tang Rao would have no strength left to resist.

Dragon King Blood Fury, back in his days, he had used this move to render a powerful figure of the Giant Dragon Clan unable to care for himself.

"Go to hell!" Huang Tianquan had just landed when Tang Rao roared again, glaring and charging toward him.

After landing, Huang Tianquan spat out several mouthfuls of thick blood, which even contained some fragments, indicating severe internal injuries.

Hearing Tang Rao's roar, Huang Tianquan was terrified.

He didn't even care about his Longsword anymore, gathering all the Spiritual Energy in his body and fleeing desperately.

If hit again, he was certain to die.

Of course, Tang Rao didn't pursue; he had no strength to chase.

As soon as Huang Tianquan left, Tang Rao looked upwards and fell back heavily into the mud, finding it hard even to breathe.

Using Dragon King Blood Fury at this stage was indeed not a wise choice.

The backlash was too severe.

At this moment, Tang Rao couldn't feel any Spiritual Energy in his body.

Truly a return to a liberated state.

Moreover, with his body's current ability to recover, it was uncertain how long it would take to heal.

Without Spiritual Medicine and with such thin Spiritual Energy, Tang Rao was close to crying.

"Tang Rao, how are you?" Yan Wei walked up, squatting and frowning deeply.

"If I say I'm fine... would you believe me?" Tang Rao gave a bitter smile, cursing the mess he had got himself into, which he hadn't expected.

However, the only consolation was that he wasn't dead yet.

As long as one is alive, there is hope.

"My phone is in my belt, call my aunt and tell her to come here," Tang Rao told Yan Wei.

Yan Wei didn't waste any words, took out the phone from Tang Rao, and quickly dialed Bai Xiaotong's number.

"Hey, you brat still knows to call your aunt!" Bai Xiaotong's voice came from the phone.

Yan Wei held the phone close to Tang Rao.

"Aunt... I'm sending you my location, please come save me... I can't hold on." Tang Rao said feebly.

"What!" Bai Xiaotong suddenly yelled.

"I'm not in immediate danger, Aunt, please... hurry. And if possible, bring some medicine for treating injuries," Tang Rao said before having Yan Wei hang up the phone, then sent a location to Bai Xiaotong.

Now, all Tang Rao could hope for was that Bai Xiaotong had some medicinal drugs with her.

At this point, he was more than just exhausted.

With his Spirit Root unstable and his energy weak, things weren't looking good, he might even kick the bucket.