I didn't like the look of you, so I beat you up.
No reason needed. It's that simple, that arrogant.
Chen Han threw the very words Yang Ming had said earlier right back at him.
"Damn you!"
Yang Ming's eyes looked ready to pop out of their sockets from sheer rage.
Not only had he been kicked by Chen Han, but now he was being humiliated like this!
How could he possibly stand for it?
He flew into a rage right then and there.
"You piece of trash! How dare you humiliate me? You're courting death!"
Yang Ming roared.
In an instant, the aura around him began to surge wildly. He thrust a finger forward with his right hand, and the Essence Power throughout his body began to spiral like a razor-sharp point.
"Celestial Cloud Finger!"
The instant he pointed, a bone-piercing chill erupted from his fingertip. A strange, wavering sound filled the air, disorienting anyone who heard it and threatening to throw their minds into chaos.
"A Martial Art at the High Level Peak Realm!"
