Chi Yu Zi punched furiously, the force from his punch felling dozens of trees.
Among those who had just come over to ask about what happened was Qi Xiao. Instinctively, he raised his hand to block, but all he could do was stand there stiffly, overwhelmed by fear.
That small, white fist felt to him like an Ancient Divine Mountain pressing down, rendering his mana immovable and his spirit endlessly shaken.
Chi Yu Zi realized this and slightly held back. Qi Xiao collapsed, kneeling on the ground, his eyes wide and his forehead drenched in sweat.
"A good dog doesn't block the way."
Chi Yu Zi muttered, then walked past Qi Xiao without looking at him properly from beginning to end.
He was just a mere junior, not worth her attention. As for his talent, it was even less worthy of mention.
She herself had once been a Heavenly Pride, and not just any Heavenly Pride—a Heavenly Pride capable of beating Saints with her fists!
