The spectators didn’t need to watch to know the outcome of this fight. Li Qiye had no chance at all. They were only watching to see how he would die.

“It’s gonna be bad, extremely brutal.” One disciple snorted.

“Clank.” Yang Si pointed his sword at Li Qiye and taunted: “Brat, which arm should I cut off first?”

“Time is running out if you don’t make a move soon.” Li Qiye didn’t bat an eye.

“Haha, let’s see what you can do then. Hmm, cutting off your limbs might be too merciful, I’ll take my time ripping them off.” Yang Si actually...