"I never hit women, except those who ask for it!"
Zhao Su snorted coldly, not even glancing at Luo Fei, who lay unconscious on the ground.
With that, Zhao Su took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and started to leave.
"Kid, you're too arrogant! You think you can just walk away after hitting someone?"
At that moment, the two men watching from nearby moved. One went to check on Luo Fei, while the other reached out to grab Zhao Su as he spoke.
"Bang!"
With a casual kick, Zhao Su sent the man flying.
Zhao Su had not wanted to cause trouble for Zhu Zhuqing, so he had not put much force into the kick.
"You're courting death!"
Kicked away by Zhao Su in full view of everyone, the man could not bear the loss of face and felt utterly humiliated.
With an angry roar, he revealed his Martial Soul, a black wild boar baring its tusks. After merging with it, black spikes sprouted across his body.
Six Soul Rings flashed around him.
Then he charged violently at Zhao Su.
"You're nothing but a wild boar, yet you dare act so brazenly?"
Zhao Su sneered. He stood without moving a muscle, and the pressure emanating from his body alone crushed the charging boar flat against the ground.
"Crack, crack..."
The sound of bones snapping came from the man's body.
His wild boar Martial Soul quickly dissipated. He lay sprawled on the ground, trying to get up, only to be met with unbearable pain.
"Would you like to give it a try too?"
Zhao Su looked at the other man, who was already frozen with terror.
"N-no!"
The man swallowed and hurriedly shook his head. Not daring to linger another moment, he abandoned the others and fled, soon vanishing from sight.
"My name