When Liu Erlong heard Yu Xiaogang's words, she replied with a cold sneer:
"Kill you?"
"You wish. How could I let you off that easily, you beast!"
At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo began to show his skill.
Three or two slashes, stabbing the thigh or buttocks—none of that would kill a person!
But five slashes meant ten wounds.
Without some skill, Yu Xiaogang would probably die after ten wounds.
The blade techniques Chrysanthemum Douluo chose, along with the positions and angles of the stabs, were all perfectly precise. They could make Yu Xiaogang suffer without causing excessive bleeding or letting him pass out too easily.
"Ah!!!"
Yu Xiaogang's screams echoed through the Papal Palace.
Flender could no longer hold back either and shouted, "Erlong, what exactly are you doing? He's Xiao Gang!"
"You idiot!"
Liu Erlong was truly enraged. She picked up a dagger, walked over, and drove it straight into Flender's thigh.
Flender: ???
Everyone: ???
[Everyone: ???] [Su Yan: Damn, Liu Erlong, you really are fierce!] [Group Member Number Nine: You actually stabbed him?] [Xiao Xiao Is Cutest: Oh my god, Sister Erlong, weren't you here to save Flender? Aren't you brothers? So why did you end up stabbing Flender in the leg?] [Call Me Empress: Cool!] [Ma Xiaotao: As expected of my Ancestor Erlong. She didn't even blink when she drove that blade in?] [Ning Rongrong: 666.] [Zhu Zhuqing: Flender was just healed by so many Healing Soul Masters, and now you stab him again. Aren't you just giving those Healing Soul Masters more work?] [Zhu Zhuyun: Did Number Nine possess you?] [Jiang Nannan: When I saw Zhuqing's comment, I really couldn't hold back and laughed.]
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