"If you want everything I have, that's impossible. You might as well kill me."
The chubby boy dodged as he shouted stubbornly.
He had so little to begin with. If it all got taken, how was he supposed to get by from now on?
"You're right. In that case, I'll just kill you."
As Ye Lin spoke, Evil Slayer slashed straight toward the chubby boy's face.
The chubby boy immediately activated a special movement technique to dodge.
With a few quick blurs, he was already a thousand meters away.
"You... you really attacked me?"
The chubby boy touched his neck, still shaken.
A thin line of blood had appeared across it. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, he might already have...
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin."
Ye Lin hovered in midair, and a dense river of swords appeared in the sky, its might utterly terrifying.
The people fighting nearby scattered, leaving Ye Lin ample room.
"Slash."
Ye Lin held two fingers together like a sword and swung toward the space ahead.
A thunderous crash rang out. The ground caved in, and a hundred-meter-long sword beam slashed toward the chubby boy.
"Damn it, I can't dodge!"
Feeling the sword beam's unrivaled power, the chubby boy let out a desperate roar.
With a deafening boom, the ground, already wrecked beyond recognition, was reduced to ruins.
The chubby boy lay on the ground, covered in blood, his face full of despair.
The fighting around them had ended as well. Xuan Hu was at the Golden Core peak, while the strongest among Group Four had only reached the Golden Core late stage. How could they possibly withstand Xuan Hu's fierce assault?
"Just you wait, Xuan Hu. Once our group leader comes out of seclusion, he'll repay today's humiliation!"
After making their threats,