The Shock Devil's bull-like face twisted as he found himself unable to kill the ant-like opponent before him. Every attack was just slightly off, while his opponent's assaults were frustratingly effective, each aimed at his brain and accompanied by various negative effects. While the enemy remained unharmed, he was battered and bruised.
"Always just a bit off. Is that how you usually practice? Always just missing by a little?" Wang Linchi mocked.
The insult incensed the Shock Devil. The fury in his eyes nearly overflowed; Wang Linchi's words cut deep.
"Curse you…" the Shock Devil began to threaten, but a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed his horns.
Wang Linchi had restrained the Shock Devil, and in that time, Saint Master dealt with the other Abyssal Demons the Shock Devil had brought.
Saint Master gripped the Shock Devil's horns and began to pry them apart, clearly intending to snap them off at the roots. This was a blatant insult.
