Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 688

It's not really that troublesome, but this style of doing things is indeed a bit inappropriate.

The elders looked at each other, and saw worry and helplessness in each other's eyes, but they didn't want to get angry on the spot.

Everyone in the Tianshui Sect was furious and stared at Han Changkong with hatred.

"This boy is so cruel, we must not let him go!"

A disciple of the Tianshui Sect roared angrily, his voice becoming hoarse with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to spit out fire.

Among the crowd of Tianshui Sect, the eldest senior brother Liu Miao, who had always admired Kong Shi, had a sinister look in his eyes, his hands clenched tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, and traces of blood seeped out from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

The murderous intent filled my heart:

"Han Changkong, how dare you hurt Kong Shi like this? I will tear you into pieces to vent my hatred!"

There was a mad glint in his eyes, like a peerless ferocious beast about to be released from a cage. The strong murderous intent made the air around him seem to freeze.

Beside Liu Miao stood several of his lackeys.

One of the sharp-faced disciples quickly echoed:

"Big Brother is right. Han Changkong is simply a demon. Senior Sister Kong is so kind and gentle, yet he is so cruel. He must not be let off easily!"

Another disciple with a face full of flesh also waved his fist and said viciously:

"I must make him pay a heavy price. He dared to mess with our Tianshui Sect. He doesn't want to live anymore!"

Another tall and thin disciple gritted his teeth and added:

"Big Brother, let's go and settle the score with him right now. We can't let Senior Sister Kong suffer this in vain!"

Liu Miao listened to the lackeys' agreement and nodded slightly. The murderous intent in his heart became stronger. He secretly swore in his heart that he must make Han Changkong regret what he did today for the rest of his life.

Under Han Changkong's punches and kicks, Kong Shi gradually lost the strength to resist and her consciousness began to blur.

She was filled with despair, thinking that she would die here today.

Just as Han Changkong was about to deliver the final blow, his hand stopped in mid-air.

Han Changkong looked at the dying Kong Shi, feeling a little reluctant, but finally decided to let her go.

He stood up and said coldly:

"I'll spare your life today."

The voice was icy cold, yet seemed to contain a hint of a different emotion.

Kong Shi opened her eyes weakly and looked at Han Changkong, feeling mixed emotions.

She originally thought that she would hate him to the core, but when he suddenly stopped, she developed a complicated feeling towards Han Changkong. Perhaps she was grateful for his final mercy, or perhaps she was curious about his powerful yet contradictory heart.

There was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in her eyes, as well as a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

After Han Changkong let Kong Shi go, he turned and tried to leave the ring. At that moment, Liu Miao of the Tianshui Sect was already blinded by anger, the rage in his heart like a blazing flame, unable to contain himself any longer.

His figure was as fast as lightning, like a black lightning that cuts through the night sky, rushing towards the ring.

In a flash, he landed steadily on the stage and blocked Han Changkong's way with great momentum.

"Han Changkong, you want to leave so easily after hurting someone?"

Liu Miao's eyes were wide open, and it seemed as if fire was about to spit out of them. He spoke with gritted teeth, and the divine power in his body fluctuated violently, like a surging wave, and it seemed that it would erupt like a volcano at any time, which was terrifying.

Han Changkong raised his head slightly, glanced at Liu Miao lightly, raised a disdainful arc at the corner of his mouth, and spat out two words:

"Stupid!"

He then turned around and continued walking down the stage with firm steps, not paying any attention to Liu Miao's anger.

But how could Liu Miao let it go?

"Han Changkong, do you dare to fight me?"

The sound was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the entire arena and instantly attracting everyone's attention.