Horse Head's state changed.
The coldness in his eyes turned savage, and the aura around him grew dark and oppressive.
Jiang Xiaohu wiped his blade. "I heard this Golden Body thing is pretty wicked. I've wanted to test it for a long time. Don't disappoint me, trash."
Horse Head snarled, "You little brat! You only grew strong because of your family bloodline. What the hell are you so arrogant about?"
Jiang Xiaohu sneered. "To be honest, if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be part of the Jiang Family at all."
"Lu Chengwen even bragged that he didn't want to be born into a rich family, that he wished he were a delivery guy! You rich second-generation punks and martial second-generation punks who rely on your families to prop you up have no idea how hard life is at the bottom! Every other word out of your mouths is some Versailles nonsense—'I'm not interested in money,' 'the Jiang Family's true qi has a smell that makes me sick'... Sick! Fucking disgusting!"
Jiang Xiaohu stared at him. "Are you fucking fighting or not? You activated your Golden Body just to stand there whining about society?"
"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"
Horse Head charged forward. Jiang Xiaohu snorted and was just about to move when Horse Head abruptly closed in and rammed him again.
Bzz—!
This time, the force was more than three times greater than before!
Jiang Xiaohu instantly sensed that his opponent's strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
Once Horse Head gained the upper hand, he kept pressing it!
He grabbed Jiang Xiaohu by the face, blocking his vision and forcing him to rely on spiritual sense to read his movements.
Jiang Xiaohu slashed with his blade, but Horse Head caught his wrist and twisted