"Idiot?" Zhang Qingyi, with a stern face, threw over her spare ring.
"Lulu!!!" Ye Qian caught it excitedly and put it on, stepping forward to fly up, infuriated by the remaining muscle lines on Li Dong's body, "You fucking say it's talent, isn't it just doping, you cheating dog!!!"
After another round of chaotic hacking, Li Dong resembled an old tree swept by fierce winds, barely maintaining his form.
Next, he faced the finishing strikes aimed at weaknesses by elves and sentinels, and other full-blown moves from various professions.
Even Li Dong himself was not clear about what happened, how many times he had been attacked.
All he knew was that when everything stopped, he was completely flattened on the ground, with only half a torso and half a head left, like a fish sliced in half, dying.
Li Qingming then reappeared, squatting in front of him leaning on a bat.
"Now, do you know how formidable the Sea Urchin Head family is?"
