He Deserved To Die

"Good, because you're no longer going to be once I'm done with you."

As soon as those words left The Fox's mouth, he wasted no time and immediately came for Wuming. He could not help but feel like he wanted to laugh.

Wuming lifted his arm to block The Fox's kick and stepped out of the way. "Wow, that actually hurt!" Wuming said like it was a joke. But really, his arm felt like it was going to start bruising already.

This is good, he thought. The opponent was using too much force, he would get tired first. He would just have to jump out of the way and block as much as he could. Then when the opponent could no longer continue, he was going to kill him.

"I'm actually pressed for time," Wuming said. "My brothers are out there." He took off his shirt and wriggled his arms and legs then put up his fists in front of him. "Let's get this over with, shall we?"

"Believe me, I've been waiting for this day. No one else wants this over more than I am."