Chapter 339 Five Golden Needles Unleashed

• The black-robed elder had already moved. Even without Mr. Harleyson’s warning, he’d sensed the golden needle blazing out from Pierre Cook’s hand. He snorted, cut off his attack mid-strike, and his figure blurred—like he’d teleported—appearing right in front of Mr. Harleyson. Two fingers snapped out, a cyan glow flickering at their tips, and he pinched Pierre’s golden needle out of the air.
• Seeing himself saved, Mr. Harleyson let out a long breath and shouted, “Senior, kill him—do it now!”
• The black-robed elder ignored Mr. Harleyson and looked straight at Pierre. His voice was calm. “No wonder even the War King couldn’t beat you. With this silver needle alone, anyone below eighth grade can’t even take the hit. Kid, you’re impressive.”