Just as your Wind Slayer Knife was about to slash the burning man's neck, Ma Lin saved his companion with an ice arrow, but the man was still kicked by you in the left chest and was sent flying on the spot.
"Chang Ming!" Amidst the shouts of Ma Lin and Eastern Cloud Dragon, your Wind Slayer Knife had already left a long scar across Dao Ming's chest.
"Heh, truly weak."
Actually, the reason you could win was twofold: the main reason was his unexpected speed, which caught everyone by surprise, and secondly, Eastern Cloud Dragon's underestimation of you. They considered themselves the "dragons among men," and assumed dealing with you would be simple.
Initially, Eastern Cloud Dragon intended to kill you personally in front of Zhao'er, but he never imagined that you would be so formidable in the real world.
"All of you stop fighting." Zhao'er suddenly said.
"What did you say?" Eastern Cloud Dragon showed such an expression to Zhao'er for the first time.
