"No! No! You can't do this!"
Yu Xiaogang's mysterious smile instantly turned to panic.
A Title Douluo, and one skilled with the sword at that. If he took ten slashes, wouldn't he be black and blue all over?
"Uncle Jian, a lesson will be enough. He is that old dragon's son, after all. If we really kill him, it would not be good for the closely connected Upper Three Sects."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head at Chen Xin and transmitted his voice to him.
Hearing this, Chen Xin nodded and slightly reduced the Soul Power he had poured into his sword.
"One sword."
As Chen Xin's voice fell, he swung the longsword in his hand. Blood spattered at once, and a sword wound appeared on Yu Xiaogang's lower abdomen.
Chen Xin controlled his strength well. The wound was neither too light nor too severe, enough for Yu Xiaogang to clearly feel the pain in his lower abdomen.
A scalp-numbing scream immediately echoed throughout Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang collapsed to his knees, curling himself into a ball.
"Xiao Gang!"
Seeing her beloved Brother Xiao Gang suffer so terribly, Liu Erlong's eyes instantly reddened. But before she could make a move—
Gu Rong cast her a sidelong glance, and the pressure of a level ninety-five Title Douluo descended abruptly, forcing Liu Erlong to her knees once again.
"Release Xiao Gang! Otherwise, I, Liu Erlong, will never let you off!"
Ning Fengzhi turned back to look at Liu Erlong, who resembled a madwoman, and felt that something was seriously wrong with her mind.
In a situation like this, she still dared to threaten the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
"Uncle Jian, since this young lady wishes to undergo the training together with this Grandmaster, include her as well."
Ning