"You must be—"
In an instant, Zheng Jin's body erupted with a pure-black aura, then flitted forth towards his opponent in a straight line.
Not even letting the other party finish what he was saying, he aimed a kick towards the arrogant disciple's stomach.
The banter can be done later, he thought, and Gu Liang was stupid to think that he would play along in a face-slapping contest with a person that didn't have his interest in the first place.
On pure instinct, Gu Liang managed to put up his arms right in front of his gut. But even so, he did not manage to enhance his body with spirit energy as Zheng Jin did to his.
Zheng Jin's kick connected, followed by the cringe-inducing sound of bone dislocating.
"Arrrghhh, shiiiit!" Gu Liang shouted as he was pushed back five paces by Zheng Jin'
