Just as Yin Henzi was about to erupt in furious abuse, Sikong Jing suddenly smiled again and said, "Just kidding."
Everyone inside and outside the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield froze again. At that moment, Sikong Jing suddenly narrowed his eyes and said softly, "The life lamps of the First, Second, and Third Beauties have all gone out, haven't they? Aren't you angry?"
This question once again left Yin Henzi looking bewildered, but then murderous intent flashed explosively in his eyes.
The next moment, light flickered in Sikong Jing's hand, and three bloody heads were tossed out. They were unmistakably the heads of the First, Second, and Third Beauties. Everyone instinctively widened their eyes.
Yet Sikong Jing remained indifferent as he said, "I killed them. Do you still want to take me in now?"
Yin Shi and Fourth Beauty shuddered violently from head to toe, staring fixedly at the three heads as intense killing intent involuntarily flashed through their eyes.
Inside and outside the battlefield, people from every side were trembling.
The old woman from Desert Dust Academy could not help growling under her breath, "Too arrogant. That brat Dongba is simply arrogant beyond all bounds."
Only now did everyone realize that Sikong Jing had been the one to kill the three female disciples of the Thoughtless Sacred Sect. And precisely because he had killed the First, Second, and Third Beauties, Yin Henzi had lost his bet to Duanmu Chun and been slapped across the face on the spot.
Even now, Yin Henzi shamelessly had yet to fulfill the wager and call out "Big Brother Duanmu."
Sikong Jing could have simply killed them; after all, no one would have known. Yet he had even cut off their heads and thrown them before their master.
Too wild, too arrogant. Did he not know how