"Heh, you're courting death!"
The Ninth Prince sneered. Not even bothering to use his Primordial Power, he shattered the Primordial Power on Xia He's hands with a casual palm strike.
He followed up with another palm strike. BAM! Xia He was sent flying backward, coughing up blood nonstop after he hit the ground.
The Ninth Prince was a Level 5 Martial Spirit.
Meanwhile, Xia He had only just recently broken through to become a Level 1 Martial Spirit. The two of them weren't even in the same league.
"Tsk, tsk. Truly pathetic. No wonder you can only scrape by in these lowly County Cities. Trash is trash!"
"I might as well just cripple you. It'll save you from embarrassing yourself further!"
A vicious glint flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes as he lunged forward again. He aimed a palm strike at Xia He's abdomen—at his Qi Sea. He was actually going to cripple him!
