"Swoosh!"
The Black Ape King had already extended both hands, intending to catch Ye Tianfan. Unexpectedly, the little fellow before him not only didn't jump into his hands but even bypassed him, seemingly wanting to play a game of cat and mouse.
Just as the Black Ape King was about to turn around, he felt a sharp pain under his armpit, as if pricked by a needle.
Then the Black Ape King turned his head and discovered that the little fellow from earlier was holding a small torch, jabbing it into his armpit.
Furthermore, Ye Tianfan was drawing it in and out repeatedly.
After Ye Tianfan thrust the Leisure Sword into the Black Ape King's armpit, he discovered that the Black Ape King didn't retaliate, as if not bothered at all.
Ye Tianfan couldn't stand it. How could this be? I stabbed at your weak spot, yet you have no reaction at all. So, Ye Tianfan stabbed a few more times.
