"This... This..."
Less than three seconds elapsed between Nie Lang executing the Yangtze River Triple Wave and his head hitting the ground. Luoo Chenxiao had just been marveling that such a powerful Martial Art existed within the Nie Family, wondering how the City Lord's Mansion would deal with them in the future. Then he saw Nie Lang's head fall. The sheer visual shock rooted him to the spot, leaving him speechless.
'What in the world just happened?'
'That was such a powerful Martial Art, yet this boy is only in the True Qi Realm. How could he possibly have countered it? And even if he could, how did he do it so quickly?'
Luoo Chenxiao felt he'd been more surprised today than in his entire life. This young boy before him had delivered one shock after another!
"Dad, let's go save Mother! Qingcheng, I'm so sorry, but I don't have time to spend with you today. We'll have to meet another time!"
