Humorous Dart Man, just how many notes had you taken over the past ten years!?
The corner of Bai Ye's mouth twitched slightly, but a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes—surprise at Li Xiao's strength.
Over the ten years he had followed Qin Mingshen, Li Xiao's progress was probably the greatest of anyone's aside from Perky Xiaotong.
After all, only Li Xiao had the strongest man of the era as his teacher. Everyone else only had themselves.
The man who had once shouted all day about surpassing the Ten Kings had truly done it.
"Let me give you a hint. You can run now," Li Xiao said calmly to Immaculate Hand.
Immaculate Hand's expression suddenly twisted. "You think you've got me cornered!?"
A ruthless gleam flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some sort of decision.
"I originally wanted to save this move for God's Hand. Today, I'll use you as a sacrifice first!"
Bleurgh!!
He suddenly retched violently, and vast amounts of black liquid poured from his eye sockets, nose, and mouth like black tar.
At the same time, a nauseating rotten stench erupted outward, making everyone frown slightly.
"That's way too disgusting. Yiyi, get back." Ghost Clown hurriedly pulled Yiyi away.
Bai Ye's expression was equally unpleasant. So if you couldn't win, you resorted to disgusting people?
What kind of freaks were the Ten Hands?
And why was every one of them saving their trump cards for God's Hand?
Shadow Hand was understandable, considering God's Hand had taken his leader's position. But why was the weakest of the Ten Hands making such a fuss?
Wait, the weakest?
Bai Ye vaguely remembered Qin Mingshen saying that God's Hand had originally been called Parasite Hand and had been the weakest of the Ten Hands. That meant Immaculate