In the garden.
Everyone's eyes widened, their faces a mask of utter bewilderment.
The great Beitang Jian—the strongest genius of the Beitang Clan, one of the most powerful of Coastal City's younger generation, a Six Extremes Genius.
He had just comprehended the Sword Bone of the Ancient Sword Dragon and mastered a powerful Saint Tier Intermediate Sword Technique.
He was just about to display his magnificent might.
Only to be foiled by a banana peel?
GULP!
Nangong Weiwo swallowed hard and looked at Dongfang Qinglong beside him. "Qinglong, you... pinch me. I must be dreaming, right?"
Dongfang Qinglong said nothing.
He lifted his right hand. A large, swollen welt, already turning a deep purplish-red, stood out on it. With an ashen face, Dongfang Qinglong said, word by word, "I already did. It hurts a lot. This isn't a dream!"
Nangong Weiwo: "..."
Ximen Jinlian covered her red lips with a small hand, a peculiar light flashing in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Chen.
