Bab 89: Sneak Attack

Su Zimo kept silent the entire time, looking frighteningly calm.

Standing beside him, little fatty naturally could feel the sharp aura that was exuding forth from within Su Zimo - it was horrifying!

"Bro, if you want to fight, please don't touch them out here. The sect's rules states that cultivators can only spar within the spirit arena."

Even though Su Zimo was only at Level 6 Qi Condensation, for some reason, little fatty always felt that he was extremely strong.

Terrifyingly strong.

Su Zimo headed up and checked out Xue Yi's wound.

The sword had pierced his shoulder blade and the wound would take at least a month to recover.

Xue Yi's face was pale. When he caught sight of Su Zimo, he forced out a smile. "Junior Brother Su, you're here too."

"Mmm."

Su Zimo nodded his head. "Senior brother, rest well. I'll make them pay for this."

"Don't!"