[What a pity, I thought I could die at your hands, Divine General, but the sect demands my return. Although ashamed, I must retreat to the sect for now. I will grind my martial skills, starting from the horse stance to hone my foundation, and next time we meet, I will make sure you are satisfied!]
"Heh, one after another, they become obedient after a beating?"
An Jing wasn't too concerned. He did not have a specific method to tackle He Wending's special soul transference technique. From the beginning, he knew it was unlikely he could completely kill him—but this kid practiced his martial arts quite well. As a punching bag, he was quite qualified. If he could train more diligently, An Jing didn't mind beating and killing him a few more times.
At this moment, from a distance, a deep Great Void fluctuation emanated from Red Tower City.
