"ARGH! MY ARM, YOU BASTARD!" Xie Ro roared in anger towards Wang Ling. He once again lashed out in anger. But Wang Ling managed to block it easily with his swords, "GET AWAY!" Xie Ro became even more incensed and he delivered a kick directly towards Wang Ling's stomach.
Wang Ling coughed out blood, but he was soon out and about trying to kill Xie Ro with all his might. His eyes were filled with wrath, his anger was boundless and his qi was being replenished at a terrifying rate.
He was a monster, a genuine beast that knows no bound. Xie Ro began to feel anxious in the face of this monster, he began to feel fear. Instinctively, he feared Wang Ling to the core. He did not know what it was, but he felt the need to kneel before this being that became the embodiment of anger and wrath itself.