"You, you put me down!"
"Oh, fine."
Bang!
Qin Gengyun let go, and Xue Wen, caught off guard, fell straight to the ground.
He jumped up, glaring at Qin Gengyun, "Again!"
In their earlier clash, Xue Wen thought he could easily send this waste of a pretty boy flying, so the Saintess would see his true colors.
But to his surprise, it was himself who was sent flying.
And it was he who ended up making a fool of himself in front of the Saintess.
He couldn't accept it and leaped several meters away, ready to go again.
Qin Gengyun advised earnestly, "Taoist Friend Xue, you are not a Body Cultivator. Competing in such a disadvantageous way is too risky. I admit that my cultivation is not as advanced as yours; let's just call it my loss."
"What do you mean by 'call it your loss'?"
Xue Wen was furious, "Stop putting on a show in front of Junior Sister Qiu. Today, I'll teach you a lesson with body cultivation skills!"
