Xue Jianfeng staggered up again, but this time he learned his lesson. He didn't care about his image as he rolled a few meters away before carefully getting up. Lin Yi wouldn't mind giving him another slap if he didn 't.
"What kind of tricks are you playing?" Xue Jianfeng stared at Lin Yi in fear. He didn't understand the first time, the second time, but the third time finally gave him a clue.
The reason why he couldn't avoid Lin Yi's slap was because every time Lin Yi raised his hand, there was a strong suction force that sucked his spirit. To be more precise, it was like an invisible giant hand trying to suck his spirit out of his body. He couldn't break free at all, which was why his consciousness was so slow.
