"This is unreasonable! Are all your disciples pigs?! This is simply embarrassing!"
A furious roar echoed in the night, and the man with a gloomy face was full of terrifying aura. The people kneeling in front of him were so frightened that they kept trembling and wanted to find a small crack to hide.
Seeing that he was motionless, just lying on the ground, the man's anger became violent again.
The vast coercion pressed heavily on the man's body, causing his face to change drastically, and even his bones trembled, as if they might break at any time.
"Say! If this continues, how will you fight for the quota to enter the secret realm? If you can't enter the secret realm, what use do I have for you?"
The man trembled and lowered his head. Where the man could not see, his face was full of grief, anger and unwillingness, but his voice was so respectful.
"Sir, we still have the fourth competition and the team competition."
The man raised his eyebrows, his bloodthirsty thin lips split open, revealing his trembling white fangs, and said grimly: "So, are you sure you can win the next two games?"
"This..." The person who answered hesitated, and the man kicked him directly.
The force was so great that the tall man flew up and smashed through two walls like a sandbag before rolling to the ground, panting heavily.
He wanted to hold back the abnormality in his body, but the bright red blood kept spurting out of his mouth.
"Ah... Poof..."
The pitiful moans, in the silent night, became more terrifying and suffocating.
"Remember, you are just a dog raised by me! If you fail to win the first place in the sect competition, I will tell your Mingjing Sect to be destroyed. Do you believe it or not? Those little disciples you cherish, None of them will survive.”
The seriously injured man was greatly shocked. He dragged his aching body to his feet, knelt on the ground, and "dong dong dong" passed the broken wall with his knees, and "walked" in front of the man.
"Sir!" He kowtowed heavily to the man and said through gritted teeth, "Sir, please give me a little more time."
"Haha..." The man lowered the man's chin with his toes and kicked his head up. He narrowed his eyes lightly and said faintly, "If you can't win in the next competition, I will kill you." Madam, um... Madam, you are covered in fine skin and tender flesh. I wonder what the scene will look like after peeling off the skin? I will give the peeled skin to you, the Peak Master, just as a thought."
The man's pupils suddenly tightened, an unstoppable scarlet color slowly emerged, veins popped up on his forehead, and the hands on his sides were clenched tightly, with blood seeping out of them.
Seeing how this man dared to be angry but dared not speak, the man was full of disdain and sneered coldly: "What? Do you want to kill me? Yes, as long as you have the ability, treat it as if you don't. You weak, Despicable, selfish, ugly guy!"
The man closed his eyes hard and lowered his head again.
His heart hurt so much that he almost cried, but he... he... really didn't have the courage to resist.
There was no way he could beat this man.
In front of him, he was no better than an ant.
He is right, he is weak, despicable, selfish, ugly...
But, he wants to live!
Seeing this dog-like person who didn't dare to resist, the man was satisfied. He turned around and sat down, and said quietly: "Come here!"