"You, so ruthless!"
Hu Baisheng had never experienced such a defeat before; just as he was about to rise, he realized that the internal power stored in his lower Dantian was leaking. He then understood his martial arts had been negated.
"Would you have spared me if my power was inferior? The outcome would be even more brutal."
Shi Xiaole didn't even glance at Hu Baisheng; instead, his gaze fell on the many martial experts in the crowd.
The inherent chilling intention was understood by all— this was a warning to them that anyone who wanted to exploit him for fame would have to pay a terrifying price.
"Such an arrogant fellow."
"He might be arrogant, but he does have the skills. His power is not inferior to the top young heroes by much."
A lot of changes occurred in the minds of the martial people present.
