Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Don’t say you only use one hand. If you don’t give it your all, I reckon you’ll lose badly.” With these words, her figure swept out like lightning, so fast that the people around couldn’t see her figure and movent at all.
Having been kicked due to his carelessness, Patriarch Luo beca vigilant and no longer despised her. He stared at the figure coming towards him. When he was ready to attack, he saw the figure that was still several ters away flash past and suddenly appeared in front of him, kicking him on the chin until his whole body flipped over.
“Hiss! Aah!”
He let out a gasp of pain. Everyone saw that Patriarch Luo was kicked and flipped over, nearly falling outside the circle and lost, but the figure in azure also stepped forward and gave another kick at the centre of his abdon, making Patriarch Luo fly mid-air and return to the middle of the arena.
Patriarch Luo’s screams filled the arena. When the crowd saw that he fell from the air and sprawled on the ground without the ability to resist, they couldn’t help but gasp and looked with disbelief at the young man standing with his hands clasped behind his back.
How could this happen? Patriarch Luo was an Immortal Sacred mid-stage Strong Exponent! How could he be defenceless in front of this young man, that he was unable to dodge his attack? Could this young man possess higher strength than Patriarch Luo?
Seeing that their patriarch was beaten by the man in azure without being able to retaliate and scread again and again, the Luo family were stunned and shocked at the scene, incredulous that their patriarch was not the opponent of the young man in azure.
In the whole arena, only the old man and Zhuo Junyue looked calm and indifferent, as if they had already known it all along and didn’t find it surprising.
Feng Jiu looked at the helpless Patriarch Luo with her lips curled. She felt it was too dull. With her current strength, she could crush him with her pressure alone. She couldn’t stir up her battle intent to fight a man at the Immortal Sacred mid-stage.
However, she objected to Patriarch Luo’s character. After capturing Zhuo Junyue, Patriarch Luo cast the Concentric Curse on him and tampered with his mory. His thod was really dishonourable. In the end, he felt humiliated and wanted to break their hands and feet.
Well, since that’s the case, she naturally had to return the favour.
With a glimr in her eyes and a wicked smile on her lips, he looked at Patriarch Luo who was staring at her with panic and wariness. Suddenly, her figure flashed behind him and her hand clasped his shoulder at the sa ti.
“Patriarch Luo, let give you sothing in return! It would be rude to do otherwise.”
The enchanting and gentle voice rang out behind Patriarch Luo, making the expression on his face change as if he had been stared at by a viper or a ferocious beast. His body trembled and he could not help but fear.
“You, what do you want?” It was impossible for him to admit defeat in his capacity as the patriarch of the Luo clan and in front of so many people.
“Not much, I’m just going to leave you a nto.”
Imdiately, the hand clasping his shoulder moved up and down. The bone attaching the arm to the shoulder made a snap as if the bone had been crushed and shattered. In the span of a breath, the hand drooped down as if it was boneless…
Patriarch Luo turned pale. His extre fear made him cry out, “No, don’t!”
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