His golden hair was dyed in blood as it scattered downwards. A piece of his scalp was shaved off, and dark red blood trickled downwards.
“You’ve made me bleed!” The golden-haired youngster touched his scalp, and several veins throbbed on his forehead. He had a feeling that this kind of result would happen if his opponent closed the gap.
Hong!
His wings shook, and golden lightning hacked about chaotically. They were like pythons as they rushed towards Shi Hao. Shocking amounts of electricity danced about, attacking at one’s soul.
He was truly angered. He wasn’t even sixteen years old yet, but had already become an Engravement Realm expert. His natural talents were astonishing. He was ridiculing and taunting Shi Hao just now to slowly break down his enemy, but he was unexpectedly the one to suffer greatly.