CRACKLE, CRACK. Dressed in a black robe, Qin Feng rolled his head, and the bones throughout his body let out a series of groans and pops.
He walked forward. As he passed Xiao Yuchan, Qin Feng paused to glance at the man, who was pathetically struggling to his feet.
Xiao Yuchan's recovery was extremely potent; he was already able to get to his feet.
"Qin Feng, don't you get smug! I doubt you'll fare much better in a moment!" A cyan gleam flashed in his eyes. As Xiao Yuchan looked up, he saw a slight smile touch the black-robed youth's lips, and his face turned livid.
"We'll see about that!"
Qin Feng gave a dry, cold laugh and turned, his gaze falling upon the Golden Bull Star General.
'The Golden Bull Star General is powerful,' Qin Feng observed. 'I can tell he isn't using his full strength. Otherwise, Xiao Yuchan wouldn't have gotten off with just being knocked to the ground.'
