บท 33: 33. Fight to the Death (Complete)

Lu Yao slowly approached his seemingly exhausted opponent, ready to deliver a finishing blow and secure a perfect three-to-zero victory.

But Lao Shen refused to yield without a fight. His face hardened as he pulled out an old-fashioned glass syringe from his bosom, filled with a green liquid.

This thing was meant for Organ Refining Martial Artists, and it would have severe side effects if he used it, but he was past caring at this point!

He fiercely jabbed it into his chest and pressed down. His veins bulged all over his body as if tiny snakes were crawling underneath his skin, a sight quite chilling to behold.

After throwing the glass syringe to the ground where it shattered into pieces, Lao Shen bellowed in a hoarse voice, "You little bastard! You're dead meat now!"

His already broad physique bulged out further, becoming even more imposing. His eyes bloodshot, he surged forward with a speed more than double what it had been and stabbed with his knife.