Bang—!!!
A dull thud that made teeth ache exploded at the village entrance!
Urgh—!
Yu Xiaogang's words abruptly cut off. His eyes bulged instantly, bloodshot veins filling them as he violently spewed a mouthful of blood mixed with sour fluid!
It felt as though a speeding carriage had smashed head-on into his internal organs, shattering them all in an instant!
The excruciating pain twisted his entire face into an utterly grotesque expression, and his complexion flushed redder than a monkey's backside!
The next second!
Yu Xiaogang flew like a kite with its string cut, his feet leaving the ground as he traced a miserable arc through the air. He sailed more than ten meters before landing with a splat on the muddy, rock-strewn dirt road!
Cough, cough, cough... Blegh!
Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled on the ground, curling up like a giant shrimp in agony as he clutched his stomach and vomited frantically, nearly bringing up his bile.
"What kind of trash are you? A mere level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster dares to come cause trouble at Shrek Academy? You even dared to lay hands on this old man?"
Li Yusong carried the Dragon Pattern Staff in one hand and strode over to Yu Xiaogang. Looking down at him from above, a chilling sneer curled across his lips.
Li Yusong had actually held back ninety-nine percent of his strength in that strike.
Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of a six-ring Soul Emperor, Yu Xiaogang—a piece of trash not even level thirty—would have long since been smashed into a puddle of flesh by that blow!
Still, while he did not intend to kill anyone, there was no issue with beating this fool half to death and teaching him a lesson for acting so arrogantly at Shrek Academy's gates and even taking the initiative to