Just as Qin Tian and Chen Zhongyi each took a step back after fighting to a draw, Qin Tian made another move against Zeng Sikui, who was lying on the ground wailing in pain!
The Dragon Blood Dagger moved with traceless fluidity, repeatedly slicing across the defenseless Zeng Sikui.
Zeng Sikui's wrists, thighs, calves, cheeks, chest, nose, forehead… he was severely injured all over!
In the blink of an eye, thirty-two new wounds crisscrossed Zeng Sikui's body!
Blood poured out!
Zeng Sikui rolled on the ground, his suffering worse than death!
"At such a young age, you are so vicious!"
Seeing Qin Tian's humiliating tactics against Zeng Sikui, Chen Zhongyi's eyes reddened with anger.
Zhongyi Hall's member, and a deputy leader at that, was enduring torment worse than death right under his watch, a sight too horrific to bear!
Unacceptable!
"Your Tiger Fist is formidable, taste my Snake Fist!"
