Brimming with killing intent, both Jiang Hong and Lei Ping launched themselves toward the invader.
"Ah, so hasty," Number 9 said with a sigh, rubbing his forehead and completely disregarding them — which only enraged the two further. Their expressions darkened as they covered their fists with spiritual energy and hurled them toward the attacker's face.
Clang!
"Damn!"
"Ugh!"
Both Lei Ping and Jiang Hong grimaced — it felt as if they had become a mortal and struck solid steel. Instead of injuring the man, they were the ones who felt pain up in their arms.
"Stone Fist!" Jiang Hong shouted, frowning as he used a powerful technique instead of relying on raw strength as before. But his frown deepened when the man didn't even flinch — he merely raised a single finger.
