"Then let's see what you're made of."
Sixth Master snorted and charged toward Ye Xiaofei, unleashing his full strength in a fierce attack.
At that moment, Ye Xiaofei groaned, his body as if shackled; the backlash of the Soul-capturing Magic Pearl seized control over him, rendering him unable to resist.
Boom.
Ye Xiaofei had just raised his fist when it quickly fell; Sixth Master's punch sent him flying and crashing to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Is that all the strength you have?"
Sixth Master looked down at Ye Xiaofei, who couldn't get up, and kicked him viciously in the back. Ye Xiaofei's body thudded to the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood in agony.
"Such an overestimation of your abilities."
Sixth Master, holding onto Ye Xiaofei's collar and with a hint of hatred in his eyes, landed another punch on Ye Xiaofei's face.
However, Ye Xiaofei, debilitated by the Soul-capturing Magic Pearl, couldn't muster any strength.
Boom.
Thud.
