"Boom!"
At this moment, Zhong Ming's punch struck Huang Long, leaving him in a miserable state, blood splattering, his body battered and broken, in extreme agony.
"Ah!"
Huang Long was so enraged he spat blood, yet he had no place to resist, being smashed ruthlessly into the ground by Zhong Ming's punch.
A large hand reached out, Zhong Ming lifted Huang Long out, coldly shouting: "Is there anyone in this world who can kill you?"
Fear flickered in Huang Long's eyes, and he urgently said: "If you kill me, the Church won't let you go, they have promised me!"
"Humph, the Church! They will be destroyed by the instructor sooner or later, what is the mere Church in the eyes of the instructor!" Zhong Ming said coldly.
"Haha, the mere Church, what arrogance!" Huang Long laughed loudly, no longer caring about the blood he was spitting, "When you see your instructor being suppressed by the Church, trampled underfoot, you'll know how foolish your words are now!"
