It was clear that Long Zhao Feng could never compare. He was not an immortal. He never practiced cultivation. How could he not sustain heavy injuries from the ordeal?
Not that Xiao Yue doubted Long Zhao Feng's resilience and persistence, but she really thought that he would go down after one attack. When Xiao Yue saw that Long Zhao Feng mainly got minor cuts from the first attack, she was relieved. The relief quickly evaporated after the second blow. After the third blow, what remained was a mix of disbelief and anger.
What was the point of bullying someone who never cultivated any spiritual power?
"Stay away from him," Xiao Yue said, full of resentment. "Don't hurt him anymore. You promised to unseal Dragon Claw. Please fulfill your promise."
Grandmaster Shi smiled at the scowling Xiao Yue.
"I have," he replied.
