"Hm?"
Flying Sword Technique?
What's this new trick?
"Pi li pi li——"
When Xue Jing's head began to show silvery-white Lightning Dragon Horns, and the surrounding dark airflow gathered quickly around him like a tornado, Wu Xuanzhu then suddenly realized that this young man's prowess did not lie in martial arts.
His displayed martial arts strength was so astonishing that one might temporarily overlook this fact.
Wu Xuanzhu made a decisive call, feeling that they could not continue to play around; otherwise, things would escalate.
His eyes met Xue Jing's dark golden vertical pupils, and with a sharp gaze, he rebuked,
"Wake up now!"
A kind of invisible needle-like force struck Xue Jing's forehead.
In an instant, the quiet fury burning at the bottom of Xue Jing's eyes disappeared, and his dark golden vertical pupils returned to normal.
He seemed surprised yet a bit bemused as he said,
"Hm? What happened?"
