C22 Entering the Tibetan Meridian Pavilion Choose the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts!

"You! You're asking for it!"

Zhou Xing lay sprawled on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He glowered at Ling Dao with fury, his words whistling through the gaps where his front teeth used to be. He was utterly taken aback by his swift defeat at Ling Dao's hands.

Yet, he couldn't accept it. In his eyes, Ling Dao had merely caught him by surprise