Beichen’s assessment of this Li Yaoxiang’s conduct was arrogant, unbridled, petty and most likely to cover up his mistakes. Now, it seemed his assessment really not false.
Not even saying a few words of warning, he completely disregarded the scruples of his status. Was he directly going to attack her?
At this moment, Li Yaoxiang’s terrifying aura as an eighth rank expert exploded out, like an enormous wave rushing to the sky, making it difficult for people to breathe.
“Whoosh——”
Under that berserk, tyrannical pressure of his power, Su Luo’s clothing seemed to be struck by a gale-strength wind. Her outer robe was directly torn into tatters, flying by fast and landing on the ground.
Not waiting for her to return to her senses, another powerful force smashed down over her head.
Su Luo’s upright back suddenly started to bend like an eighty-year-old woman with a hunchback.
Was this his attempt to bend her unyielding character, forcing her to acknowledge his strength?
The corner of Su Luo’s mouth hooked into a sneer, and she suddenly concentrated all her spirit power into her back.
The bent back once again became rigidly straight.
A disdainful expression appeared between Li Yaoxiang’s brows and gave a cold snort: “Don’t overestimate your abilities.”
With just a casual snort by him, the tyrannical force was once again increased twofold.
This time, it was not all focused on her back, but rather on her knees.
Her perfectly straight pair of legs, it was as if she was kicked in the back of her knees, suddenly, they bent down.
So painful! Su Luo, in the next moment, was about to kneel down!
Both of Su Luo’s eyes became red. She circulated the spirit force in her entire body, forcibly contending against that tyrannical pressure.
However, Su Luo’ strength differed too much from Li Yaoxiang’s. Now, the bones in her entire body echoed with cracking sounds. Naturally, it was because her body could not bear such heavy pressure.