Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

In the room, Lu Ye was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on his bed.On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. You may go now."Lu Ye let out a breath and turned to leave.>"So sir, when can we start" Lu Ye was a little impatient.I never expected that this trip...