Chapter 8: Ancestral Mountain Maternal Qi
His words were mocking, but Wang Kong was already moving again!
He lunged with a straight punch, aiming right for Chen Lingxi's face!
The stance was crude, but the force behind it was vicious. The punch tore through the air with a sharp whistle, and Chen Lingxi could clearly feel the fiery blood qi rolling off the strike, radiating scorching heat.
Chen Lingxi's breath hitched. The blood qi within his own body surged instinctively. He retreated three rapid steps and threw his left arm up in a horizontal block, solid as a river dam!
Bang!
Fist met forearm with a heavy impact, ringing out like a muffled drum.
Blinding pain tore through Chen Lingxi's forearm, as if the bone were splitting. Wang Kong's blood qi spiraled directly into his body, bringing a sudden rush of sweet copper to the back of his throat!
But the recoil forced Wang Kong to sway slightly as well. A flash of shock and suspicion crossed his eyes.
"You dare dodge?" The surprise vanished, replaced by a freezing smile. Wang Kong narrowed his beady eyes into slits. "You're a lowly official bondservant. Chief Steward Zhao honoring you as a medicine tester is a privilege! Do you think climbing the West Courtyard's high branch means you can forget what you are?"