Xue Beng endured the pain and got to his feet, pointing at Bo Saixi.
He'd been beaten in the street again!
What did she take him, Xue Beng, for?
He refused to believe she was more powerful than the Pope!
The knights patrolling the city soon heard the commotion and came over.
When they saw it was Prince Xue Beng, they could guess without asking that he'd provoked a woman—and one he couldn't handle himself.
"Seize her! You've offended the imperial family and still think you can leave?"
"Today, I'll show her how the name Prince Xue Beng is written!"
At Xue Beng's command, the knights immediately moved to stop Bo Saixi.
Whoosh!
As dozens of knights approached, Soul Power burst from Bo Saixi, lifting them into the air before hurling them away like punching bags.
"Fifth Spirit Skill: Copper Wall and Iron Bastion!"
One of the knights lit up the only black Spirit Ring on his body.
His body swelled rapidly, and his clothes looked ready to burst.
He landed solidly, as if a thousand-jin weight had slammed into the ground, leaving a huge crater.
He looked toward Bo Saixi, unable to hide his anger and caution. All his men had been knocked down. His opponent was at least a Spirit King, perhaps even stronger.
"Damn it! Capture her! Don't let me lose face again!"
"I'll show her what happens when she angers me!"
Xue Beng glared at her.
Whoosh!
As soon as Xue Beng finished speaking, killing intent appeared in Bo Saixi's eyes.
A surge of Soul Power rushed forward. The ground beneath her feet turned into seawater, forming a wave in an instant.
"Fourth Prince, look out!"
Seeing this, the knight charged forward without hesitation, hoping to block the attack and earn great merit.
As soon as