Berserk God of War

Thinking of this, Qin Lao and the others sighed, believing Sikong Jing was truly a blessing for the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, and their confidence swelled. However, they never considered that all the Beast Skills were created by Sikong Jing himself.

"Haha, aren’t you going to surrender?"

"If we keep fighting, all your clothes will be slashed off, and I sure as hell don’t want to get needle eye."

Just then, Shi Tingxuan’s wild voice came from the fighters.

This made Qin Lao and the others’ faces turn dark—after all, the opponent was a student from the Main Academy. Couldn’t you talk less?

Across from them, Lu Zhiqian and Brother Shi’s complexions were ashen, while Senior Sister Gao radiated a murderous vibe.

But Shi Tingxuan wasn’t entirely single-minded. He cackled and said, "Why don’t you just burst out all your True Qi? I’ll surrender immediately if you do, come on, explode! Burst out shamelessly!"

Saying these things, of course, was to make sure the opponent wouldn’t dare to explode their True Qi; otherwise, it would be shameless.

Senior Sister Gao was nearly driven mad, wanting to burst out but not daring to...

Finally, her eyes flashed with a cold light, and suddenly a pitch-black sword appeared in her hands.