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"Put some force into it."
Zhang Jiao's expression was gloomy as he glared fiercely at the youngsters on both sides of him.
"Yes!"
The few youngsters once again lifted their small knives and repeatedly rubbed them against Li Xiaobai's thumb.
"How can you act like this? So arrogant and overbearing, are you not afraid I will sue you at the Punishment Hall?"
Zong Hu's pupils shrank, facing such a foreign cultivator as Li Xiaobai. The other party was still so unreasonable and domineering, showing absolutely no respect.
"Heh, what does it matter if you take it to the Punishment Hall once the contract is signed?"
"Attack!"
Zhang Jiao's eyes bulged with murderous intent on his little face.
The youngsters at his sides immediately took action, their blades flashing coldly.
One slash.
[Attribute Points +10...]
The defense was not breached.
Two slashes.
[Attribute Points +20...]
The defense was not breached.
Three slashes.
[Attribute Points +30...]
Still no reaction.