A Touch

Even though the collision was calm for a moment, in Zhu Xincheng's mind, he was still raging with fury. The reason why Zhu Xincheng could not calm down was that he felt angry that his strength was far superior to his opponent, but he could not even stop Xueming who was only at the fourth level of basic Qi, and his left arm was also carrying the body of the beautiful maiden, Jiu Xin, whom he had his eyes on. Even if there was a slight excuse of Xueming increasing his power by swallowing some kind of pill, it still would not be enough excuse to deduct their two-level difference.

“Damn you two scums of the Azure Dragon Academy. If I ever come across you again, I can guarantee you that your deaths would be pathetic.”