Ah Bo's face turned cold.
In the next second, he sidestepped and raised his left foot high. With a clean side kick, he kicked away the blue deathtrap sword's thrust!
"So you're the scum of the martial arts world."
Ah Bo was a little disappointed and showed an obvious look of disgust.
"You're not fit to use your fists!"
While they were talking.
He shook his left hand, and an exquisitely-made ring slowly revealed itself.
It was a ring that could turn invisible!
Roger knew that something was wrong, so he jumped back and tried to put some distance between them.
But it was too late.
A short and hurried incantation was heard.
A dozen or so thick and tough Spider threads shot out from the ring in succession, firmly binding the blue deathtrap.
The black fist instructor suddenly pulled.
Roger could only let go and let ah Bo take the blue deathtrap sword away!
"Hmph," he snorted.
"Trash."
