Li Shuangshuang stared vacantly and asked, "Is the Seventh Rank so easy to kill? Why does it feel like Xu Ping'an slaughters the Seventh Rank as if he's butchering dogs, so effortlessly?"
Qin Yu replied with a speechless expression, "If you were to go kill a Seventh Rank, just one glare from them might be enough to stare you to death."
"One glare? Does that mean Xu Ping'an could also stare me to death with one glare?" Li Shuangshuang asked in surprise.
"Not necessarily, Xu Ping'an relies on his physical strength. You see, he kills with his fists; his soul power isn't that strong," Qin Yu pondered and said.
Li Shuangshuang nodded.
Xu Ping'an was indeed very strong, but there was one thing that was not good about him: killing people with just a punch that would explode them, too bloody.
Not a bit scholarly.
If Xu Ping'an knew what was in Li Shuangshuang's mind, he would probably be so angry that he'd spit blood.
Killing people and you still care about being scholarly or not?
