"Uurrrgghaa!!" No one had ever beaten him this badly in his entire life. Fang Yuan's face was refigured by Xuan's unbelievable punches.
Even when the punch sent him crashing against a pillar, Xuan did not leave room for Fang Yuan to feel that pain.
"Boom!" "He's mad, he destroyed the pillar like a tree branch," he thought, spinning in mid-air.
However, the moment he landed on his feet, Xuan was already there to sweep him off and—bam! Kweuk! Fang Yuan groaned. Getting his whole body slammed against the ground made his breathing stop.
"He's goi—" he groaned. "He's going to kill me."
Fang Yuan stood, blood painting his bruised face. Even then, he wasn't giving up on his friend just yet. "I know you're still there, Xuan," he said.
Fang Yuan stretched his hands behind him, and the black spear immediately found its way into his grip. He coughed.
As Xuan saw his weapon, he too summoned his big taboo sword, pointing it at Fang Yuan.
