"Hahaha... Gao Neng, your Merit Points are mine!" Fang Tangtang cheered.
Gao Neng's legs were currently clamped firmly around Feng Qingqing's legs, leaving him no room to dodge. He had no choice but to forcefully extend a hand and punch the flat of the Scythe of Death's blade.
"CLANG!"
The sound of metal striking metal rang out.
The Scythe of Death swerved, grazing past Gao Neng's forehead.
Beads of sweat formed on Gao Neng's forehead. If his punch had missed, or had been just a fraction of a second slower, the blade would have at least ruined his hairstyle.
'Fang Tangtang really wasn't holding back!'
"Watch my Thunderbolt Leg!" Fang Tangtang shouted again. She was clearly prepared. As her scythe missed, she followed up with a Thunderbolt Kick.
Gao Neng had no way to dodge and took the kick straight to his chest. He was sent flying backward like a cannonball.
BAM! He slammed right into Feng Qingqing.
Feng Qingqing's chest ached from the impact.
