"Killing God, do you still have the strength for one more battle?"
The General walked towards Bai Xiaofan while asking in a low voice.
If it weren't for the need to wait for Bai Xiaofan to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, and the preparation of all the special materials needed to refine him,
perhaps the General would have already slapped Bai Xiaofan to death by now.
Where would he still be here, wasting words with him?
"Why don't you try and find out?"
Bai Xiaofan propped himself up against the wall with his hands and struggled to his feet.
Where Bai Xiaofan's hands had supported him, two crimson bloodstains were left behind.
"Heh, very good, I'll knock you out right now, then drain all the luck from your body!"
The General sneered and reached out with a palm, once again trying to grab Bai Xiaofan.
"Once I refine you and absorb your luck, I'll become the new Chosen One. Who then in this world will be my match? Hahaha..."
