Looking at the miserable Zhuang Yi, Zhong Ming was truly helpless.
He could tell that Zhuang Yi was merely somewhat battle-hungry and not truly bad at heart. That was why Zhong Ming had never intended to severely injure him.
To that end, he had warned him several times beforehand, and even the drop of water he had flicked out just now had greatly reduced the force of the attack.
Unfortunately, with their cultivation at the same level, Zhuang Yi simply did not believe Zhong Ming could be much stronger than him—he had even thought himself to be the one with the advantage!
With that mindset, no matter how many times Zhong Ming warned him, he still had not taken that drop of water seriously enough.
Zhong Ming—he, too, had somewhat underestimated how powerful he had become under the Dao Rhythm enhancement of Water Flow.
As a result, after that single strike, Zhuang Yi was grievously wounded.
"Come save him!"
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhong Ming immediately rushed to Zhuang Yi's side and began treating him.
His shout also jolted Qi Hong, Shi Yun, Yi Yunya, and the others awake, and they hurried over as well.
At the same time, they all felt rather awkward and deeply embarrassed when facing Zhong Ming.
The exact same words, spoken by people of different strengths, revealed entirely different character.
If Zhong Ming had been as strong as Zhuang Yi, then using only a single drop of water in his previous attack would absolutely have been an insult, a display of wild arrogance and haughty rudeness.
But Zhong Ming's strength surpassed Zhuang Yi's by countless times. In that case, attacking with only a single drop of water, along with his repeated prior warnings, meant something entirely different.
"Unrestrained and arrogant, haughty and overbearing? No, none