Gu Yue's Sore Spot Exposed by Wu Zhangkong; Lin An Beckons, and She Immediately Pounces into His Chest

Wu Zhangkong rubbed the space between his brows.

He lowered his hand and calmly swept his gaze over Tang Wuling.

"Your problem in the past was that you lacked sufficient strength."

"Your problem now is that you only believe in strength."

“You possess a special Bloodline and recover far faster than ordinary people, so you've grown increasingly accustomed to trading injury for injury, because you can afford to get hurt.”

His tone paused.

"But what if, one day, you face an attack that can kill you in a single blow?"

Tang Wuling fell silent.

She lowered her eyes, her hand unconsciously pressing against her abdomen.

Gu Yue's Space Slash had nearly cut her in two at the waist, even though the wound had long since healed.

Whenever she recalled it, she could still feel a chill seeping from the gaps between those bones.

If Wu Zhangkong had not intervened in time, she would not even have had the chance to sit in this classroom, much less remain by Lin An's side.

Her fingers slowly clenched, her knuckles turning white.

What if Lin An was behind me...

She suddenly raised her head, her gaze falling directly on him. Her watery blue pupils held an almost devout stubbornness.

She could not chase after her enemies.

She could not only think of smashing everything apart with her fists.

If Lin An stood behind her, she absolutely could not die, nor could she retreat.

Lin An felt a chill run down the back of his neck as Heaven's Favor instinctively gave off a familiar warning.

Those watery blue eyes were clear and bright, yet frighteningly stubborn, as though they wanted to lock his entire being within their sight.

He coveted that Golden Dragon Bloodline, but he was also afraid that this damn thing might