Were his thoughts clearer and mind not clouded by pain and rage, he would be giving it his all to punch, and perhaps do worse to Xue Yang. He can feel the resentful energy boiling within him and the weak, but still there, combatting them. Lucky for them both he was reincarnated into someone with a core.

He keeps lunging, glaring with pure hatred at the other, eyes giving away a pained killing intent.

"What the hell do you even mean by that? You're LUCKY I don't have my original body, you'd see how 'bad' I was that made everyone fear me." He spits those words out, hatred and mocking at himself and Xue Yang both.