Shi Ling scoffed in disdain, looking at Qin Jiang and said, "Kid, your Inner Strength is exhausted by now, yet you're still stubbornly holding on. Is there really a need for this?"
"To be able to hold off two prodigies is already quite an achievement for you, but falling at my hand is an honor for you."
"Cut the crap, let's fight!" Qin Jiang sneered, "Do you guys always enjoy nagging in front of me the moment you start a fight?"
"Obstinate fool!" Shi Ling shouted coldly, and directly threw a palm strike at Qin Jiang!
The force of this palm sent the very air twisting, as if it wanted to completely crush Qin Jiang under its power.
Qin Jiang wasn't in a rush to retaliate; instead, he used the silver needles in his hand, puncturing his own chest, arms, and crown...
Blood-Transforming Mysterious Needle!
Despite his True Qi being greatly depleted, Qin Jiang didn't hesitate to use this terrifying Secret Technique again.
