Watching Xu Zimei step closer with each step, hatred burned brighter in Xuan Min's eyes instead of fear.
"I like that look in your eyes," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
With one swift motion, he kicked Xuan Min flying.
Xuan Min's body slammed heavily into the Azure Dragon Blade beside him, and in an instant, he felt as if his internal organs were about to erupt.
Xuan Min struggled to stand up again, but his body simply wouldn't allow it.
"Friend, isn't there no need to go for the kill?" Fei Lin spoke up from above.
"After all, sparing the life of Xuan Min from the Heavenly Saint Academy can be seen as acknowledging that we don't fight without reason."
"Would you like to come down and try yourself?" Xu Zimei retorted.
Fei Lin paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Suit yourself."
After saying this, he turned and left.
"What's this? No longer acting as a referee?" Xu Zimei asked.
He shifted his gaze back to Xuan Min.
"You dare to kill me," Xuan Min said coldly.
