Ancient Forest, South City.
After bringing Song He's body back to South City, Wu Yuansheng silently left the main group and headed for his own cabin.
Xu Ming saw this and asked, "Old Wu, where are you going?"
Wu Yuansheng's eyes were resolute. "To do something big."
Xu Ming watched Wu Yuansheng enter the cabin, muttering in confusion, "What big thing can you do by going home? Sleep? No, only God Nan would consider sleeping a big deal."
Shaking his head, Xu Ming swept his gaze over the brothers around him, pondering something.
A moment later, Xu Ming strode up to Cheng Mo and said in a deep voice, "Brother, stab me."
Xu Ming's voice was loud, and everyone nearby heard him clearly.
Everyone turned to stare at Xu Ming in unison.
Cheng Mo looked even more horrified, retreating several steps. "What are you trying to do?"
"I want to..." Xu Ming thumped his massive pecs a few times and grinned. "I want to see how many of your sword strikes I can take."
"Oh, you mean stab you with a sword." Cheng Mo let out a long breath.
That was seriously terrifying.
A hulking muscle-bound man walked up to you and opened with, 'Stab me.' Who the hell wouldn't tremble after hearing that?
Su Ziran asked, "What's going on, Xu Ming? Did you comprehend some new skill?"
Xu Ming flashed a sly grin. "Hahaha, you might not believe this, but I think I might've bound to a system too."
The crowd looked at one another, then stared at Xu Ming like he was an idiot.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me." Xu Ming sneered. "That Dark-skinned Sports Student from earlier was pretty strong, right?"
Everyone exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
Although Kang Jiashu had something wrong with his brain