"Hey, you dead sissy."
The low voice echoed by Dark-skinned Sports Student's ear, making him jolt in fright.
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Dark-skinned Sports Student's mind—Who was speaking? A person or a ghost? What should I do?
Before his brain had decided what to do, his body had already moved on instinct.
"Die!"
Dark-skinned Sports Student unleashed a fierce flurry of wild punches with lightning speed.
The air around him was shattered by his fist winds, producing a string of sonic booms.
He was fast, but Nan Feng was faster.
Nan Feng merely tilted his head, drew in his stomach, and stuck out his butt, effortlessly dodging every punch thrown at him.
Dark-skinned Sports Student punched at the air for ages without finding anything. Only then did he withdraw his fists, frown, and mutter to himself, "Nobody? Was I hallucinating just now?"
He lowered his head and pretended to be deep in thought.
Just as Nan Feng was about to lean close and whisper another line into his ear, Dark-skinned Sports Student suddenly started throwing wild punches again.
"Ahhh! I see you! Die!!"
Dark-skinned Sports Student roared like a madman, his fists flailing wildly as the fierce gusts from his punches smashed crater after crater into the surrounding walls.
But he still struck nothing but air, unable to even touch the corner of Nan Feng's clothes.
Nan Feng watched the increasingly deranged Dark-skinned Sports Student coldly.
After witnessing Song He's death, Nan Feng had made up his mind.
He would not let Dark-skinned Sports Student die too easily. That would be far too unfair to Song He.
Nan Feng would play with him slowly, until he died.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
A string of shouts came from outside the cave, accompanied by approaching footsteps.
Dark-skinned Sports Student's