Zheng Yichen looked at the great sword stuck in the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. He really did wish to learn martial arts, especially those that could decide a battle in a single strike, or those with the ability to unleash continuous bursts of power.
Although "Destroy Vitality Crush Life," an evil skill, could instantly boost one's strength, it was not an offensive-type evil skill. The gap between it and the so-called Dragon Subduing 18 Palm Strikes, Seven-Injury Fist, and other such offensive skills was considerable.
"Hehehehe—having defeated the Battle Maniac Asura twice, human, do you entertain the idea of taking his place?" A sinister laugh echoed from the red fog. Zheng Yichen looked at the ephemeral shadow; he couldn't make out the exact features from the shadow, but judging by the head alone, it resembled some kind of animal... a dog?
Uh, probably a wolf.