Chapter 177

This group of four was a strong bunch, each was a Strength of level nine at the very least. “Why do you resist, boy? Just give us your scoreboard, and we will let you go! You must realize that offending the Ninth Prince is a terrible idea!” one of the pursuers called out. He was dressed in a purple robe, and possessed great power. With a flick of his wrist, their target’s attack was broken. “F*ck off! I would rather give my scoreboard to others, than that dog of a prince!” the young man replied. His attitude was terribly fiery as he cursed without a second thought. “How dare you! Cloudsmasher!” The man sent a palm out, and it crushed the younger man’s body. “Die!” The younger man could only grimace and struggle as he felt the force from the attack that wrapped around him. Suddenly, he realized that there was someone sitting cross-legged further up ahead. That person was calm and collected, unknowing of the happenings around him. “F*ck it! Here, take this!” the younger man gritted his