Black Box

So, is this the battle of the high tier Purple Moon Warriors? Tang Ling numbly stuffed vicious beast meat into his mouth as he watched and thought.

As he slowly recovered, a lingering sadness took over his heart and he had to think of other things to distract himself from dwelling too deep.

Su Siao's greatsword slashed the mud ball in half. The mud scattered and revealed Qi Jun inside it. His body had been slashed diagonally into half, but due to the ridiculous vitality of a high tier Purple Moon Warrior, he was still alive.

With the cigarette in his mouth, Su Siao squinted and pressed the tip of his greatsword at Qi Jun's neck.

"I...cough…never thought it was the Granule Matrix Serum." The term came out from Qi Jun's mouth strenuously.

"There are still many things that you will never think of. Now, go meet Tang Feng. You have some explaining to do." Su Siao wanted to swing his greatsword down.