She smashed hard onto the ground, trailing a long, narrow streak of blood across the Daping surface!
Zhong Liuxiu's fists surged with tiger-headed mists of blood, like blazing red flames, ceaselessly billowing.
"An Upper Class Spiritual Child, is just an Upper Class Spiritual Child after all... nothing more."
Zhong Liuxiu said indifferently.
"How boring."
His gaze lifted, settling on Xi Xi, who sat on the back of the Mechanical Crane, slowly raising his fist.
"You..."
However, just as Zhong Liuxiu was about to speak,
his words abruptly came to a halt.
His gaze fixed on Hai Chao Sheng, who was swaying, using his sword to stand up.
Blood dripped from Hai Chao Sheng's mouth and nose, his eyes nearly unable to open.
One rib after another in front of his chest was broken, but he neither admitted defeat nor wanted to concede.
Hai Chao Sheng had always believed he was a talent and would be the pride of the Hai Family...