F*cking piece of shit!
Xu Xiaoshou could feel his face contort from the horrific blow. He could imagine how weird he must have looked and even wondered if his face would be permanently deformed.
The excruciating pain from having his nose broken by that blow made him bleed uncontrollably, and tears formed in his eyes.
He was truly provoked now.
There was an unspoken rule when it came to a fight: Never go for the face! Even if his opponent was just a chunk of a metal block, it should understand the reason behind this rule!
When the puppet child lifted its hand again, Xu Xiaoshou instantly discharged a stream of compressed tinder from his mouth, and it was delivered with an almighty force.
Even at such proximity, that child merely tilted its head sideways and dodged the tinder effortlessly.
"Huh? It even dodged my counterattack?"
Xu Xiaoshou was completely at a loss.