Feeling the icy touch against his neck, Shen Li's mind went blank.
"School... school prohibits killing!" Shen Li tried to remain calm, but his voice couldn't help but tremble.
The onlookers all snapped back to reality, looking incredulously at the scene before them. In their eyes, even the top three experts in the school rankings couldn't manage such an effortless display, could they?
"Put down the weapon, Shen Li is from Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion. Do you really want to make an enemy of us at Lei Ming?" The seven people behind Shen Li came to their senses, shouting at Ling Fan with faces full of fright.
"Hmm, the school does seem to forbid killing!" Ling Fan murmured to himself.
"Don't be rash, let's talk this over properly!" Seeing Ling Fan's softened attitude, Shen Li felt a slight relief and hurriedly spoke.
"Then let's do it another way!" Ling Fan muttered to himself.
The next second, his wrist twisted.
"Crack!"
