"Since when did a mere Heavenly Dao realm dare to dominate one side?"
Chen Feng's expression remained calm.
"Hmm?"
Master Hong's face darkened with surprise and uncertainty.
This kid, he actually knows my realm?
"Don't doubt it, yes, I know your realm, and you know what that means," Chen Feng said indifferently.
"Stop trying to intimidate me, whether it's true gold or scrap iron, one test will tell."
Master Hong suddenly stood up and threw a punch at Chen Feng.
His punch was as ferocious as a tiger and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Chen Feng wanted to suppress his own realm to practice with Master Hong using the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao realm.
But as Chen Feng started to operate his mana, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
He found that his mana was heavily affected by the laws flowing in the void, making it impossible to circulate smoothly.
And Master Hong's fist was about to hit his face.
