"Could it be... Tao Xinglie has had another breakthrough?!"
Li Changshan's heart skipped a beat. He had faced Tao Xinglie many times in the past, but without exception, he had always lost, and each defeat came quicker than the last.
Now that Tao Xinglie dared to boast about winning in ten rounds, perhaps it wasn't arrogance, but rather his strength had reached a new level.
The four eyes met.
The disdain in Tao Xinglie's eyes was unhidden, seemingly affirming Li Changshan's thoughts, deepening his despair and powerlessness.
Naturally, Li Changshan had prepared a trump card for this competition, figuring that even against Tao Xinglie and two others, he might stand a chance, with a thirty percent likelihood of victory. But this trump card absolutely could not be unveiled prematurely.
It was a unique move, its greatest effect could only be realized when used for the first time. If used in advance, once Tao Xinglie and the others were on guard, his chances would drop to zero.
