Tang Wen shrugged. "I don't get why it takes so long for just one move."
With that, he turned and began to "slaughter" the other Fifth-Grade expert in black.
Behind him, Hu Yun was speechless, her fists clenched before she even realized it.
'He's telling the truth, but why does it make me want to punch him so badly!'
Tang Wen was like a ruthless butcher, precisely carving up the body parts of the "Fifth-Grade Zombie" before him.
After all, he wasn't a sadist. He had to think of this person as a real zombie.
That was the only way to kill without feeling guilty.
Fortunately, this black-robed Fifth-Grade expert's previous behavior had been zombie-like anyway.
That was why he could be so composed.
After one round.
The second black-robed Fifth-Grade expert was now also a cripple in every sense of the word.
All these injuries were caused by the Night Divine Fist, so naturally, the Experience Points went to the Night Divine Fist.
He looked back at the first crippled man.
