Overwhelming Victory
One, two—before long, at least five or six sparks sank into the skin in the same way.
At first, the man was a little worried, but he didn't seem to feel anything unusual. He couldn't help bursting into laughter. "Kid, that's not how you play with fire. These little sparks of yours aren't even enough to light my cigarette..."
Dong Qing's face remained as cold as ever. His gaze, which had originally looked at the man as if he were an idiot, now regarded him like a corpse—utterly merciless.
That look made the man's heart pound. His eyelids began twitching for no apparent reason, and a powerful sense of foreboding welled up inside him.
Soon, he understood why Dong Qing's expression had been so strange.
The sparks that had sunk into his skin somehow began to flare up inside his body. In less than ten seconds, an intense burning sensation surged through him like a rising tide.
Then, right before his eyes, a horrifying red flush spread across his arm. At first, it flickered faintly beneath the skin. Then it quickly spilled over to the surface.
At a visible pace, the flush turned his entire arm bright red, like an iron bar just pulled from a blazing furnace.
The man didn't even have time to let out a scream before the rest of his body began burning from within, too.
In an instant, he was like a glowing lump of coal, radiating astonishing heat and flames. He didn't even manage to thrash about before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
His entire body sizzled as it roasted. All it lacked was cumin and barbecue seasoning.
Seeing this, his two companions were dumbstruck with fear. They no longer dared look down on Dong Qing. This wasn't some kid—this