Chapter 522: Chapter 33: Why Don’t You Show Me? (Part 2)

In the darkness, sand began to rain down, stinging painfully as it hit her face.

Tang Language wiped the sand sparkle off her face, crawled up from the ground, her arms trembling slightly, gasping for breath, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

Relying solely on instinct... She couldn’t react.

"Miss, you’re very perceptive, and fairly formidable."

Igri Saba’s deep, rough voice sounded again: "But in the darkness, any resistance is useless, because I am the only sun here! I advise you to surrender; you are no match for the Black Sun. As compensation, I can assure you a place in the Church."

"Moron."

Tang Language’s hair, originally waist-length, now hung straight down to her ankles, and her once fair and beautiful face was now full of a beastly ferociousness, with two barely visible tiger teeth that had turned into fangs.

She bristled, bending slightly and staying on guard, and said directly: "I’ve never heard of the word ’surrender’ since I was young, and... you call yourself the sun? Isn’t that shameful? Pitch black and calling yourself the sun, if the real sun looked like you, so ugly, I would have run headfirst into a rock seventeen years ago when I first woke up."

"..."

Igri Saba’s breath caught hearing this, though he couldn’t fully understand, Tang Language was clearly making a racial attack.

Since becoming a Saint, this was the first time someone commented on his skin color.

Even knowing that in battle, saying anything for victory is not surprising.

But hearing those words so suddenly, he still felt angry.

And this caused him to briefly falter.

Tang Language keenly seized this opportunity; the moment Igri Saba’s voice disappeared, she turned directly and began to dart into the distance.

First get out of here!

As long as her sight is not obstructed, there’s still a chance; fighting merely by instinct in the darkness against the opponent has too low a chance of winning.

Moreover, Li Zheng and others probably already received the message; she just needs to hold off this advanced combat power that would cause trouble for everyone...

"Miss, I must say, you’re very impolite!"

At this thought.

The rough voice full of fury suddenly rang out, interrupting Tang Language’s thoughts directly.

Tang Language immediately accelerated, but was still a step too slow.

The dark fist stamped onto her slender back.

Tang Language stumbled forward like a doll, falling forward awkwardly.

"And you think you can walk away?"

Igri Saba’s fist loosened, a little light spilling out again, illuminating his angry, somewhat twisted face: "When I step on the beach, I am the sun here!"

I am the ruler here; wherever I say there is light, there is light! You think moving forward means you can escape?"

"..."

Tang Language gently clenched her teeth, using both hands to force herself back to her feet.

A bit regretful.

But not regretful about staying here.

Rather regretting not asking her grandmother how to fight relying solely on instinct when completely losing sight in the darkness... and not learning a few more powerful techniques; if only she hadn’t been so playful.

"Stupid piggish woman."

Igri Saba, seeing Tang Language silent, thought of her earlier assessment, his face twisted even more.

With a heart full of vengeance toward Tang Language’s earlier remarks, he no longer spoke with fake politeness but snarled: "Looks like you haven’t figured out the situation; let me enlighten you! What’s the situation now!"

He finally bared his teeth to Tang Language, exposing two rows of grim white teeth, then clenched his right hand again.

The light vanished.

The sound of something breaking the air sharply rang out. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Star-picking!"

The hairs on the back of Tang Language’s snow-white neck stood up, following her movement.

Her figure suddenly vanished, relying on the speed boost from near-complete beastification, shifting to a distant spot, then raising her hand, instinctively judged Igri Saba’s location, directly launching her technique.

Woo woo––

The fox’s cry sounded.

In the darkness.

A massive white fox shadow appeared, opening its elongated mouth, biting toward Igri Saba, attempting to cover his technique, making them equal.

But the expected sound of jaws closing didn’t occur... what sounded was still Igri Saba’s rough voice: "You stupid piggish woman, you truly haven’t figured out the situation at all!"

Bang––

Bang––

Two sounds of impact rang out in the darkness.

The sand surged like waves, being lifted up once more.

The first was the sound of Tang Language being thrown backward.

The latter, neither of them noticed.

Igri Saba didn’t think anyone would dare rush in abruptly anytime soon.

Tang Language couldn’t pay attention.

She lay on the ground, feeling like her insides had shifted... the previous punch landed directly on her abdomen.

Stumbling, she steadied herself.

Tang Language immediately tried to get up again, attempting again, but this time Igri Saba didn’t give her a chance.

As she was just supporting herself, a sudden light brightened her view.

Igri Saba appeared in mid-air, his fist slightly relaxed, light spilling out, illuminating the surroundings: "Get! The! Situation! Clear! Star-picking? You don’t even qualify to face me! I hold the sun! I am Igri Saba!!!

... Black Sun! I greet you!!!"

The light illuminated Tang Language’s fair face.

The dark fist enlarged in Tang Language’s eyes.

Instantly arriving.

No time left.

She couldn’t even dodge now.

"..."

Tang Language looked at Igri Saba’s right hand, seemingly containing the power to destroy the heavens, a small sun-like light ball, and couldn’t help but close her eyes.

... ready to face the opponent’s fist.

However.