Blocked Again

Seeing Leng Aoshan's miserable state, Leng Changfeng hurriedly grabbed him and retreated several thousand meters before barely avoiding the direct damage of the sound waves.

He took out a healing pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then circulated his cultivation technique to dispel the discomfort in his body. Once his mind had cleared, a trace of apprehension flashed through his eyes as he looked at Hua Qiang.

This kid was a little troublesome!

He actually possessed such a powerful sound-wave attack. This was a spiritual-type attack, and it just so happened to strike at his weakness.

"This is too much! I've been bullied by this brat again.

"Second Uncle, no matter what, you have to avenge your nephew today!

"Otherwise, your nephew won't even be able to eat dinner tonight!"

Though his injuries had somewhat recovered, Leng Aoshan's spirit was still listless as he began acting coquettishly again.

"Shut up!"

Leng Changfeng snapped impatiently, staring coldly at Hua Qiang as he began calculating in his heart.

The guiding principle of his life had always been one word: "steady." In all things, he placed himself in a position of safety, ensuring that he stood upon invincible ground.

Whenever there was even the slightest danger, he would avoid it or strangle it in the cradle.

This young man now gave him a feeling of heart-pounding unease, though he did not know why he had such a thought.

That sound-wave attack just now had already caused him to suffer a hidden loss. Who knew whether the other party had any more trump cards concealed up his sleeve?

That was hard to say.

No, without absolute certainty, it was better to avoid his edge for now.

He grabbed Leng Aoshan by the collar again, flashed away, and rapidly retreated toward his base.

Hua