"You freak, it looks like you've truly lost all sense of shame!"
As he spoke, he struck out with an open palm into the air. The force from his palm instantly crashed into the opponent's chest, leaving a lotus mark on him.
"Ah..."
After a scream of agony, the opponent was immediately knocked off the stage by the impact of the lotus.
"Wow..."
Xu Shaoming spewed a mouthful of black blood, and at this moment, he felt utterly humiliated and disgraced. He never thought he would be subjected to such intolerable shame.
"I will kill you!"
With a loud roar, Xu Shaoming's eighteen riders from Cold Wind Fortress instantly appeared on the stage. Each one exuded an incredibly strong and domineering aura.
"Little pest, how dare you harm our young master, you're doomed."
