Su Tu clenched Zhang Muye's skull with one hand, his aura erupting around him without any concealment, a brutally powerful presence rabidly venting, with a touch of mockery hidden in his crimson-gold pupils.
If it were a scion from another family, Su Tu might have given the opposite party a chance to speak.
But this man comes from the Zhang Family, a family specifically named by his own teacher... There's nothing more to say.
Moreover, Su Tu was eager to try out the skill he had recently acquired.
The crimson-gold pupil directly reflected in Zhang Muye's eyes, and as their eyes met, an indescribable power emerged from Su Tu's body.
At this moment, Zhang Muye felt his hairs stand on end, his heart and spirit warning him of an unimaginable danger about to erupt.
However, before Zhang Muye could make any response.
He only felt his heart and spirit begin to blur and distort, his consciousness crumbling and sinking.
"You did it..."
