"You're asking for death."
Lu Tianxing's face instantly turned murderous, and he stomped hard, causing the ground spikes to explode. A surge of incomparably powerful True Qi blasted into the earth. In an instant, the man several meters away shook violently, vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, and was thrown backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
This moment transpired in the blink of an eye, and moreover, the man had not anticipated that Lu Tianxing's counterattack could be so terrifyingly fast, completely overwhelming, directly breaking his technique and sending him flying.
The man lay on the ground like a dead dog, blood streaming from his mouth, his chest heaving violently, giving the impression that he could collapse at any moment.
Lu Tianxing curved his lips into a bloodthirsty smile. "An ant trying to shake a tree—overestimating yourself."
"Originally, I planned to give you a chance to live, but since you're so stubborn, you can't blame me."
