Fang Yi's foil in his hand was like a whip, and with one "lash" sent flying, even through the fencing uniform, it brought a painful gash across Zhu Ji's buttocks, making Zhu Ji scream like a pig about to be thrown into boiling water.
The people all around were utterly baffled.
This, this isn't fencing at all, it's clearly whipping someone!
Ignoring the weird looks and expressions from the crowd, Fang Yi's foil didn't stop, striking Zhu Ji's buttocks again, yet he still didn't use his True Qi.
-----But even without True Qi, the whipping inflicted agony on Zhu Ji that felt like his heart was being ripped apart.
"Fang Yi, you're seeking death!" Zhu Ji roared.
At this moment, Zhu Ji's face was filled with a fearsome and fierce look, his cheeks flushed red and twisted beyond recognition.
His heart was bursting with anger!
