The Cruelest Kid In Existence

"Die!!!"

Shi Fang roared as his body flickered like a phantom, his fists smashing toward the array with relentless force.

He charged without hesitation, embodying the belief that sheer, overwhelming strength could crush any martial art, any formation, any barrier standing in his way.

"Move back!"

Lu Zhaoyou's sharp voice rang out, his expression grave.

The spectating disciples and members, shaken by the intensity of the battle, instinctively retreated.

Faint traces of fear flickered in their eyes as they watched the brutal clash unfold.

They had expected Xiao Ming to actively reinforce the array, to struggle desperately against Shi Fang's terrifying assault.

Yet, to their surprise, Xiao Ming appeared utterly indifferent, his posture relaxed and his gaze devoid of concern.

His current black eyes flickered, sweeping over the remaining fifty tribe members.

A wisp of killing intent leaked out, cold and merciless.