No one had any faith in Lin Xuan. Princess Zi Yan, in particular, hoped he would just bow his head and admit defeat to spare his own life.
Lin Xuan, however, just laughed heartily. "Bow to him? Is he worthy? He's beneath my notice."
Princess Zi Yan was stunned into silence. The others just shook their heads and sighed. This kid is so arrogant even when facing death. Truly foolish!
"Courting death!" The Little Celestial King's expression grew even darker. He extended a palm and swiped it toward Lin Xuan. The palm strike descended like a mountain from the heavens, intending to crush him completely.
As the attack came forth, the surrounding martial artists trembled and retreated incessantly, unable to withstand even the wind generated by the palm strike. Even Sword Dust and Tian Xing braced themselves as if for a great enemy; the hair on their bodies stood on end.
