Tang Shaoyang picked the bull by the horns. Carlos was in the air with blood streaming down from his thigh, forming a puddle of blood on the ground. The roar was annoyingly loud in the ears. Tang Shaoyang stabbed his sword to the ground and punched Carlos in the chin, forcefully closing Carlos' mouth.
Carlos stopped roaring as his head was assaulted by dizziness. He could feel his jaw was dislocated by the punch. His mind was muddled, and he felt pain from all over his body. Everything came at the same time. But a slap on his cheek made his head sober a little bit.
He met his nightmare, up close. The unusual left black eye and the slit pupil were so close in front of him. His heart was beating so fast as he suddenly felt anxious and nervous which came from his fear. It did not take long to realize that he was scared of the man in front of him.