However, Sikong Jing remained fearless and spoke indifferently, "Yan Shun, are you going to bully me again?"
In response, Yan Shun raised his head and puffed out his chest, smirking repeatedly.
"Yes, you little trash from Canglong Small Domain, if I want to crush you, I will. Besides, you've challenged me more than once."
"Today, others might not die, but you must."
"The others are soldiers of the Long Night Black Burning Army, but you are not; even if you die, the commander won't be able to trace it."
After speaking, Yan Shun suddenly took a step forward, extended a finger, and flicked out a stream of True Qi, aiming it fiercely at Sikong Jing.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock as Yan Shun went from talking about killing to actually attempting it. But the gap in their realms was too vast, too immense. The onlookers lacked the strength to resist and could only watch helplessly as the Finger Power streaked toward Sikong Jing's brow.
