"Whoosh..."
Lin Shisan's pupils contracted, and he instinctively looked back.
A surge of killing intent so intense it had become tangible and visible poured straight over him like a raging tide.
A black figure approached through the air from afar like a hawk, wrapped in a savage hurricane.
While the man was still in midair, Lin Shisan felt his neck stiffen and both legs begin to disobey him.
"You there, boy! Lift your foot!"
A piercing shriek stabbed at Lin Shisan's ears.
A streak of Xiantian Gang Qi turned into an arrow and shot straight at Lin Shisan's right foot.
If he did not lift his foot, his right leg would undoubtedly snap on the spot.
If he lifted his right foot, he had no idea whether this would count as beating the man down as Feng Xian'er had stipulated. She had yet to give her word.
"Screee..."
He activated it with a thought.
Watching the Shadowless Kick not far away, Lin Shisan swiftly moved the Reverse Scale onto his right foot.
Whatever happened, he could not waste this chance to become a disciple. His bride, Hu Niu, was still waiting in the Demon Sect for him to rescue her.
"Crack... screech..."
The piercing screech of clashing metal left several disciples nearby dizzy, their ears ringing.
Their ears buzzed so loudly that they could hear nothing else.
Worse still, a Servant Disciple at the Body Tempering Fifth Layer had his heart pierced straight through and died on the spot.
As for Lin Shisan, he was still standing upright, his right foot still planted on the little rabbit's chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
His right foot, which had taken the kick, burned with stabbing pain, as though it were about to break.
Without that Reverse Scale, he