Angered by the other party's offending address, Gao Hongzhi instantly displayed his astonishing cultivation. He did not even bother to ask the other party's name, and his spear seemed as if it was about to pierce a huge hole in the sky.
Upon seeing Gao Hongzhi's explosive power, the monk-like youth did not know how to react for a moment. He was flustered from being hit.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The two long weapons collided head-on.
The monk-like youth held a staff in his hand and walked on the path of great strength. Every move he made was like a prancing tiger. However, in the face of the enraged Gao Hongzhi, he was suppressed without much suspense.
"This is for calling me 'Fatty!'"
Enraged, Gao Hongzhi's spear turned into a storm and lashed out.
"Hahaha, game over. He has poked Old Gao's sore spot!" Chu Yunfan laughed out loud.
Chu Yunfan had never thought that this young man could be Gao Hongzhi's opponent.
