Infighting

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When Wang Xian heard the cry of "Young Master," a cold glint surged in his eyes. His body instantly accelerated, transforming into a streak of flowing light that shattered the massive hand seal Young Master had condensed before appearing directly in front of him.

His small—one could even say delicate—left hand grabbed Young Master by the hair, while his other hand opened and wildly slapped Young Master across the face.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

The crisp, resounding slaps rang out without pause. Young Master's face visibly swelled, blue blood with a crystalline sheen continuously flowed from the corners of his mouth, and every tooth in his mouth was knocked out.

The dozen or so people who had come with Young Master all stared blankly as Wang Xian repeatedly slapped him. They only snapped back to their senses when they heard Young Master's miserable screams.

The Emperor-grade boss above level 5,000 roared and appeared before Wang Xian, his enormous palm glowing blue as it viciously swung toward him.

Sensing the power contained in the Emperor-grade boss's palm, Wang Xian did not hesitate. Grabbing Young Master by the hair, he violently flung him toward the Emperor-grade boss's hand.

Bang!

Without any surprise, the blue-glowing palm of the Emperor-grade boss struck Young Master directly. Terrifying energy erupted, instantly annihilating the left half of Young Master's body.

And that was only because the Emperor-grade boss had pulled back his strength after seeing Wang Xian's move. Otherwise, that slap would have completely annihilated Young Master.

The Emperor-grade boss above level 5,000 cried out in alarm. He immediately caught Young Master, whose body had lost nearly half, then quickly took out a pill and fed it to him.

No one knew what kind of pill it was, but its effects were utterly heaven-defying. The instant