[Parallel Peerless 50] Teaching and Imparting

Soul Power wrapped around his palms, and Gu Chen threw three punches in an instant. One punch shattered the Blue Silver Grass in front of him, one sent the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Wutong's hand flying, and the last slammed into Tang Wutong's abdomen.

Taking the punch head-on, Tang Wutong dropped to one knee, one hand clutching her stomach as tears sprang to her eyes. Acid churned violently in her abdomen, and she almost vomited on the spot.

"During battle, you'd best discard certain things, like your sense of pain. If your body loses combat strength because of pain, then there's no point fighting at all." Gu Chen shook out his hand, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to a beauty.

At the same time, a piercing gray light flashed in his eyes, gradually shaping itself into a small knife in his hand.

"You really don't hold back at all."

Although Tang Wutong felt as if that punch had given her internal injuries, she still stood up. The Blue Silver Emperor's endless life force poured continuously into her body, repairing her wounds.

"To me, this isn't instruction, and I'm not your teacher. It's just a simple match. You can't expect that in a life-or-death fight or on the competition stage, other people will go easy on you just because you're pretty, right?" The gray scalpel in Gu Chen's hand gradually lengthened, stretching into a scythe.

At the edge of the blade, a faint gray glow even seeped out. Sunlight shone down from the sky, only to be devoured the instant it touched the blade. Tang Wutong only felt as if she might have made the wrong choice. Maybe she shouldn't have agreed.

She was about to get beaten.

"There are a lot of things I usually don't bother