Sikong Jing's "one" carried boundless killing intent.
Yet the Martial Cry member who had been slapped showed not the slightest fear. He drew his sword and pointed it at Sikong Jing. "You little beast, you dare count at me? You want my life too, is that it? Come on, come on! Let's see who the hell kills whom!"
As he spoke, true energy immediately burst from his entire body, and he moved to kill Sikong Jing.
He was not the least bit afraid of Sikong Jing. This was merely a newcomer who had just joined a battle team.
As for Sikong Jing having killed the Eagle Group leader of the Ten Thousand Victories Team... among the hundred battle teams, almost no one believed Sikong Jing could truly have killed the Eagle Group leader and the others alone. He must have had some helper at the time.
Just as the man was preparing to charge at Sikong Jing, a second Martial Cry member shouted, "Wait."
As he spoke, the second man looked at Zheng Chepao. "Vice Captain Zheng, wasn't this Heaven-Crippled Sikong Jing said to have been captured by Su Old Devil's remnants? Why is he still here?"
The moment those words fell, all the Martial Cry members froze.
Duanmu Chun had also spread word of Sikong Jing's abduction, though he had not mentioned anything about taking him as a disciple. He had merely ordered every battle team to report immediately if they saw Sikong Jing.
Of course, Sikong Jing no longer had any problems now. He had already undergone the so-called forced interrogation.
But Duanmu Chun's new orders had yet to arrive, so the Martial Cry Battle Team did not know.
Suddenly, Zheng Chepao slapped his thigh and shouted, "That's right! Sikong Jing was captured, yet now he has appeared