If they wouldn't come down, Tu Xiao'an had ways to make them. How could he, the reigning Snake King, tolerate others standing above him, acting high and mighty? It was unacceptable.
Tu Xiao'an wouldn't tolerate them acting so arrogantly above his head.
'Five Thunders Strike the Head.'
Tu Xiao'an remained expressionless, but the Power of Thunder and Lightning within him had already begun to quietly circulate.
In an instant, thunder roared above the Martial Arts Arena. It screeched as if storm clouds were roiling like a tide. Above the heads of the five revered upperclassmen hovering in the air, a bolt of white lightning appeared over each one and struck down.
Their expressions changed dramatically. 'It's a clear, sunny day. Where did this lightning come from?!'
The lightning was too fast for anyone to react. In an instant, four of them were caught off guard and struck. Their bodies immediately lost stability, and they plummeted downward.
