"I've changed my mind," Gu Wei roared furiously, "Not only will I break your legs, but I will also break your arms."
It was too humiliating; all the new students were watching him.
He had to establish his authority.
After speaking, with a ringing of sword light, he slashed toward Sikong Jing, his sword light soaring to the sky.
On the other hand, Sikong Jing's face remained without any fluctuation, as he threw another punch.
He blasted directly into the oncoming sword light, smashing it into pieces, then he closed in on Gu Wei.
Boom boom boom boom...
With a High-level Hong-grade Black Vortex Fist, he relentlessly punched one after another without giving Gu Wei a chance to catch his breath.
In everyone's eyes, Sikong Jing seemed not human, but more like a terrifying human-shaped demon beast.
Meanwhile, Elder Wei was stunned; he turned to the first stone statue involuntarily and said, "Isn't this the Black Swirl Ape's fist skill? Did he comprehend it in just three breaths?"
