"Frankly, you're all just too weak. I'm afraid having you support me would just drag me down."
Jiang Man's reply left the four of them stunned.
They'd imagined all sorts of excuses from Jiang Man, but never this.
'Does he have a death wish?'
"What's so surprising?" In a flash, Jiang Man dissolved into a wisp of green smoke and reappeared beside Zhao Qiu, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I may be in the Outer Sect, but I'm sure you've heard of me.
"You've all heard of me one way or another.
"I am, after all, an Unparalleled Celestial Pride.
"At the Same Tier, what makes you think you can fight me?"
The moment he finished speaking, Jiang Man's hand pressed down like a mountain—this was the weight of Spiritual Qi.
BOOM!
CRACK!
A sickening crack echoed from Zhao Qiu's shoulder.
He stared at Jiang Man in shock, never having imagined that this man's Spiritual Qi could be so heavy.
But he was still struggling to hold on.
