He quickly moved backwards. As he stared at his fist that had been blasted, he cried in agony.
He never thought that Lin Xiu could be someone so powerful.
Lin Xiu had merely touched his fist and it was enough to blast it off!
"How could you be so cruel?!"
The man's face looked incredibly awful.
His eyes were locked onto Lin Xiu and he tightened his grip around the machete.
"I have already given you enough mercy by not killing him."
Lin Xiu answered calmly.
This man had tried to kill him. If it wasn't because Lin Xiu was in a good mood, the man would have died by now.
"Who are you?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will report you to the pavilion master and he will arrest you?!"
The rest of the warriors have begun cleaning the wound for the other man who was injured. The muscular man continued speaking with Lin Xiu.
"No. He wouldn't."
Lin Xiu shook his head.