A Contest of Endurance?
A Contest of Endurance?
"You actually dared to kill him!"
With a furious roar, He Kuang's eyes blazed with wrath. He stepped forward, his aura surging out madly, vast and billowing as it bore straight down on Qin Shaofeng.
The instant he saw Qin Shaofeng blast He Da to death, He Kuang was truly enraged.
He Da was different from the others. Not only had he been utterly loyal to him, but more importantly, he was talented and possessed the berserk ability that only a very small number of Barbarian Race warriors could awaken.
If He Kuang were to compete for the position of chief, then He Da would certainly have become one of his greatest aids in the future.
Yet He Kuang had never imagined that He Da would die just like that. Even after he had spoken up, Qin Shaofeng had still dared to blast He Da to death.
That was what enraged He Kuang beyond measure, but what made him even angrier was Qin Shaofeng's next sentence.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Facing the furious He Kuang, Qin Shaofeng gave a cold laugh. "I've already killed He Da. What's the point of talking about whether I dared or not?"
"Bastard!"
The carefree look on Qin Shaofeng's face, utterly devoid of concern, made He Kuang's expression darken. The rage in his heart instantly surged once more.
"You two, get up there! This brat doesn't need to be captured alive anymore. I only need to bring his corpse back. You two, go slaughter him!"
This time, Qin Shaofeng's indifferent contempt finally drove He Kuang completely over the edge.
He had already sentenced Qin Shaofeng to death in his heart. He no longer cared whether Qin Shaofeng lived or died, directly roaring at the last two Star