Ying Baiwu had wanted to help. But after seeing this, she put down her Wind King Bow. For a weak chicken like this, be it in a battle of wits or strength, he was inferior to her teacher. Even if her teacher was only using one hand, he would be able to win for sure.
Pak!
Sun Mo caught hold of White Bird while he asked in passing, "Is it painful?"
"Painful your mom!"
Yi Jiamin roared, his expression contorted. Other than pain, he felt even more angry and despondent. He also felt a sensation of helplessness that he didn't wish to admit.
Sun Mo was a few years younger than him, yet he was already so powerful. In a few more years, Yi Jiamin wouldn't even hold a candle to Sun Mo.
Yi Jiamin wasn't even a 1-star great teacher. Honestly speaking, he was just a teacher who taught three years more compared to Sun Mo. How large could his aspiration be?
However, Yi Jiamin did have some capabilities, or he wouldn't have been recruited by An Xinhui.