Actually, he didn't expect Senior Brother Wei to answer. Zhang Xiaohua reached into Senior Brother Wei's arms and rummaged around. Soon, he pulled out a waist card, looked at it, and laughed. "I've spared your life several times, so this waist card is the price. Breaking the formation with a sword is really tiring!"
"You..." Senior Brother Wei couldn't move and could only curse in his heart!
"What about me?" Zhang Xiaohua glanced at him, seeming to have heard his inner thoughts. He raised his hand, curled his middle finger, and then flicked Senior Brother Wei's sword.
With a "snap," the fine steel sword broke into two.
"Let's see what you'll fight me with now!"
Zhang Xiaohua kicked Senior Brother Wei again, releasing his acupoints before walking away without looking back.
