Ao Cangsheng didn't pay attention to Chai Hang's words. His gaze was sharp.
"You are arrogant, but I will let you know the price of arrogance in the future!"
Cangsheng stood still, speaking in a cold voice.
"How dare you talk to me like this? I look forward to you rolling off the stage!"
Chai Keng clenched his fists, making a soft "crackling" sound at the joints.
"Let's wait and see who will step down!"
Ao Cangsheng was too lazy to quarrel with Chai Hang. After speaking, he turned around and said no more.
"From now on, the third round of the competition begins!"
Finally, a loud voice rang out as the referee announced the start of the duel.
"Swoosh—"
The referee's voice lowered, and Ao Cangsheng's body flickered like lightning. Suddenly, he charged at Chai Hang.
At this moment, he displayed the third part of "Wind Cloud Steps."
Chai Hang was too arrogant, so much so that Ao Cangsheng didn't even want to look at his disgusting face.
