"Tsk." Yang Sheng clicked his tongue because he missed.
Si Ning who still laid on the floor felt a surge of power from within him, he kicked the wounded part of Yang Sheng's leg to make Yang Sheng weak for a moment he used his legs to grip Yang Sheng wounded leg, locking it and with forced he jerked forward pulling Yang Sheng's leg with all his might, Yang Sheng was supposed to fall backward but he struggled not to fall and lost the grip of his sword that his sword fell in the process of him trying to regain his balance, the sword got stuck in the floor bed, the sword standing erect then Si Ning's pulled again with all the strength he could summon and this made Yang Sheng fall forward that he landed his eye on the hilt of the sword.
