The next second, the Copper Armor Corpse launched two fists simultaneously, striking Ling Xiao's feet with unerring precision. The tremendous force sent Ling Xiao's body shooting upwards, as if tied to a rocket.
"Ah!"
From the sky came the panicked voice of Ling Xiao; his body was rising fast. Nearby, a girl had just opened her sun umbrella under the dazzling sunlight when a shadow plummeted from above at great speed, frightening her into tossing the umbrella away and running off.
Behind her, Ling Xiao landed on the ground, sitting upright—no, to be precise, on the sharp tip of the umbrella. Others who saw this were speechless with shock; it looked painfully sore, oh so sore...
"Master, how's my handiwork?" the Copper Armor Corpse asked with smug satisfaction from below.
Li Fei praised, "Perfect, sensational."
After all, Ling Xiao was no ordinary person, yet he was toyed with by the Copper Armor Corpse, taught such a brutal lesson.
