"Wh-what...AAARGHHHHHH!!!"
An ear-shattering shriek sounded out.
Thousands of eyes and mouths alike were wide open—a testament to the severity of the shock that came with the loud howl of pain. The scream was so debilitatingly loud that the other combatants had to halt their own fights, just to turn their heads towards the source of the noise.
At the very center of all the other eight stages laid Yin Jing, his right hand bent to an awkward angle and bone jutting out of his skin as he cried out in agony.
The boy in front of him, however, wasn't amused, nor had he shown any sign of excitement when facing his now-suffering foe. There was only indifference.
Ice cold indifference.
"I trusted you," Zheng Jin said as he walked towards Yin Jing and knelt so that their eyes met.
Yin Jing la
