With a resounding bang, Ning Xia triumphantly withdrew her hand, waiting for the little overlord to fall and proclaim her success.
However, one second, two seconds, three seconds passed, and the man before her stood immovable, showing no inkling of falling. In fact, he even turned around, his chilling gaze fixed on her, making Ning Xia's spine go cold and her calves tremble uncontrollably.
Oh my, is this an illusion? When she fought with others before, her hands moved swiftly, taking down a youngster with each blow, didn't they? Now here she was, smashing a vase, and the little overlord still hadn't fallen?
Bo Siyan's eyes moved from her face downward, landing on the vase in her hand. He appeared not the least bit surprised, his lips curving into a cold smirk, "What, trying to knock me out?"
Wow, you know that too?
Not only does this guy have an iron head, but does he also have a third eye? He's so powerful, why not ascend to heaven? Why stay in the mortal world to torment her!
