"You forced me to do this! Take this!"
Liu Xi shook off Xiao Mei, circulated his technique, and rubbed his hands together. A thin strip of fire stretched between his palms, spreading a heat that nearly scorched the skin.
The few people surrounding him had no time to react before the flames were about to swallow them.
Oh no...
Xiao Mei's pupils shrank slightly. As she fell toward the ground, she desperately kicked off and lowered herself, trying to rush past the leg Liu Xi was using to brace himself.
There's no time!
The clansman hugging his foot shoved forward with all his might, trying to push the enemy and his skill farther away together.
"Die, you little bastards!"
Liu Xi revealed a vicious grin, though there was not much intimidation in his sticky, pallid face.
"Whoosh—"
A bamboo skewer wrapped in Dou Qi sliced through the air. The instant it touched the flimsy curtain of fire, it pierced straight through and pinned through his palm.
Who?!
Liu Xi's savage smile froze on his face. In the next instant, several fists slammed into him at once.
Some flipped him over, some swept his legs.
Three or five of them simply relied on their numbers, surrounding him as they punched and kicked, taking the chance to beat a drowning dog while he was down. With his palm pierced through, Liu Xi could only clutch his hand and struggle to roll a few steps away, trying to break free from the gang beating.
The group was fighting with full fervor.
But as Xun Er stepped closer, her gaze was fixed beyond this commotion.
"Young people, don't go too far! Move aside!"
A thunderous shout suddenly exploded, rushing down the street in an instant. Though it was not any Sound Wave Dou Technique,