Cha Na clenched the dagger, his whole body covered in blood.
Even though the air conditioning was on in the small room, he was still drenched in sweat, his shirt full of holes poked by knives.
Wei Tianyang stood on the other side of the room, slowly retracting his Bone Knife. He shook his hand, splattering blood on the floor.
"Again," he said coldly.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" Cha Na roared as he charged at Wei Tianyang, his hands tightly gripping the dagger as he stabbed towards his abdomen.
The next second, Wei Tianyang's fingers grew three inches, piercing into Cha Na's abdomen, mashing his intestines and liver into a pulp.
Cha Na felt so much pain that his body went limp; Wei Tianyang grabbed him, tossed him lightly, and he collapsed to the floor.
The wooden floor of the room was soaked to a dark crimson with blood. The smell of blood filled the 100-square space as Cha Na gasped heavily, watching Wei Tianyang walk over with a blood-covered cat in tow.
