Pfft!
As soon as Xie Tian whispered lightly, two streams of blood spurted from Chou Jiu's large nostrils.
He had wanted to spit them out, but finding he couldn't, he had to find another way.
Confusion!
He had already employed the power of a Saint, how could Luo Bu still have the strength for a second strike?
Anger!
He had intended to pressure his opponent into conceding with one challenge, but never could he have predicted the shameless explanation given by the opponent!
Frustration!
So you were setting me up with your words from the very start, weren't you!
Even though Chou Jiu switched the route of the blood he'd intended to spray out, it didn't stop the crowd from sensing the anger and indescribable frustration within those two lines of blood.
This frustration was indeed indescribable.
Because now everyone realized, they all overlooked the fact that Xie Tian's first arrogant statement wasn't a declaration, but a question!
"To deal with you, do I need a second move?"
