But no matter how he struggled, that arm showed no response.
Dai Huabin sank into utter despair.
Then, his eyes bloodshot and his breath heaving like an ox's, he roared at Yang Lin:
"Urgh! Aaaah! You bastard! I'll kill you! I'll definitely kill you!
Just you wait! My father is the Empire Pillar! I'm the White Tiger Duke's son! I'll definitely kill you!"
Yang Lin raised an eyebrow. "And I'm General Hua Mulan's younger brother! You want to compare backing with me?!"
Without another word, he stomped down again and broke Dai Huabin's other arm.
Dai Huabin let out another agonized scream, a clear tear trickling from the corner of his eye.
He could no longer feel either of his arms at all.
At that moment, Dai Huabin knew he was finished-finished for the rest of his life.
Forget inheriting the White Tiger Duke's title; he could not even say how much of his cultivation he would retain.
And even if he retained it, his future combat strength would probably be less than a tenth of what it had been.
Dai Huabin suddenly felt a little regret. Why had he gone and provoked this devil?!
Just as Yang Lin was about to cripple Dai Huabin's legs, a voice stopped him.
"Wait, Classmate Yang! What are you doing?!"
The newcomer was Du Weilun, the Outer Academy's dean of students.
His expression darkened as he looked at Dai Huabin lying on the ground with both arms crippled.
This... how did it come to this?
Wasn't this far too ruthless?!
Yang Lin said nothing. He simply tossed seven or eight corpses out of his Storage Ring.
Among them was a Token from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
"As my companions and I were about to enter Shrek City, Dai Huabin sent men to