As he was knocked back, Sikong Jing deliberately put on a panting, exhausted look. He had wanted to avoid provoking Fire Thunder; once the latter saw that Sikong Jing was nothing special, he would mock him a few times and leave.
Yet Fire Thunder remained relentless, insisting on forcing Sikong Jing to unleash the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline and assume his Humanoid Fierce Beast form.
Even when Sikong Jing admitted defeat, Fire Thunder still refused to let him off.
So Sikong Jing stopped yielding. He directly beat up the few young men Fire Thunder had brought, then gave Fire Thunder some face by admitting defeat.
What his surrendering manner really said was...
If you don't get lost, I'll stomp you too. I've already given you face—don't mistake my courtesy for weakness.
That was the unspoken meaning behind Sikong Jing's earlier words: "Don't punish me."
Fire Thunder, at least, knew when to back down. On the spot, he put on an air of being utterly badass, then hurriedly slipped away.
"Wait, Sikong Jing seems to have grown stronger again."
"When he defeated Yan Hui, he definitely wasn't this formidable. He stomped four Azure Fire geniuses with one foot."
Jun Yiyao's thoughts ran wild. Everything had happened too suddenly just now, so she had not paid attention to Sikong Jing's realm. Only when she observed him again did she discover in shock that he had already reached the eighth step of Yin Extremity Heaven.
In less than two months, he had advanced another two steps.
While Jun Yiyao's mind raced with all sorts of thoughts, Feng Shixian and the others from the Azure Fire General Camp also stared fixedly at Sikong Jing.
How could they fail to see that the son of the Nine Heavens successor had done it deliberately? Among the