The red pagoda withstood more than 50 strikes and then it broke apart as expected.
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!" After that, the next hard palms landed on the pitiful body of Mo Yin. It did not take long for him to borrow a pig's face and lose a few of his perfect white teeth in the process.
He was quite sorry to look at.
"Tsk. Tsk. This boy is still too green."
"He should not have bet his life on just one defensive treasure."
"More than that, he was a fool to come here. He'd just die tonight." The crowd talked amongst themselves.
They had expected for more entertainment but alas, they had been given with a short lived one instead.
"Enough!" Zi Ling could finally not bear it anymore. Her fantasies of getting saved by a hero was mercilessly slapped away with these myriad palms from the heavens.
This experience has only made her even more sad than she already was.
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