"You're too weak, better let your father come!"
Xiao Yi's calm words at this moment were like arrows piercing one's heart, all fired at once, fiercely stabbing Nie Tianhe's heart.
His face turned blue and white in turns, reaching a level of extreme ugliness.
His gaze was filled with resentment and malice.
And even greater, was endless hatred.
But at the same time...
Having thought about Xiao Yi's immense power, Nie Tianhe felt more of despair.
If prior, when Xiao Yi stepped on him, he could still argue that Xiao Yi had an advantage of a surprise attack, catching him off guard and defeating him.
This time, however.
He was the one who initiated the surprise attack.
Xiao Yi was the one caught off guard!
Yet the result...
He was still the one defeated.
Moreover, even with the advantage of striking first, he only managed to tear Xiao Yi's robe, failing to cut even a strand of his hair.
This is absurd!
An absolute crushing of strength!
