A buzzing sound came from within Xing Tian's body.
Although he kept saying it was dark, his hands never stopped swinging Gan Qi, frightening everyone around him into hurriedly dodging.
"Xing... Xing Tian, your... your head fell off!" Da Yi's voice carried a trace of concern.
Hearing Da Yi's words, Xing Tian stopped. He then raised a hand and felt for his head, only to grab empty air. Refusing to give up, he tried several more times before freezing in place.
The sorrow one might have expected never came. Xing Tian's voice rang out, his words carrying the excited realization of a sudden epiphany.
"Fuck, no wonder I couldn't see anything. I thought it was dark. Turns out my head fell off!"
For a moment, Kua Fu, Da Yi, and You Wen looked at one another, not knowing what to say.
Just as everyone fell silent, the wound on Xing Tian's neck began to heal on its own.
His breasts turned into a pair of eyes, and his navel became a huge mouth.
After feeling himself over, Xing Tian wanted to nod, only to realize he no longer had a head. So he patted his chest instead and said happily, "This feels much better."
Then he spotted where his head had landed, sprinted over to pick it up, and carefully brushed away the dust. Only after checking it from all sides to make sure nothing was missing did he cautiously put it away.
After doing all that, Xing Tian pointed at You Wen and shouted, "You Wen, you brat, you have no martial ethics!"
"..."
Xing Tian's words completely shattered the serious atmosphere.
You Wen was speechless as well.
You really couldn't get too familiar with your enemies.
He could still bring himself to attack Da Yi, but how was