"Junior Brother Li, let's begin."
Fang Ao snorted coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.
It was clear for everyone to see that Fang Ao felt more than confident in being able to deal with an intermediate-stage foundation establishment cultivator, especially a body cultivator at that.
Moreover, Fang Ao was not a brainless person.
The advantage of body cultivators lay in the fact that they had greater speed, strength, physical defense, and other physical qualities compared to qi cultivators. In short, they excelled in close combat.
Even if he had magical treasures, he would not fare well if he were to fight Li Ming up close.
After all, fighting a body cultivator in close combat was simply a foolish thing to do.
It would be the most stupid action for him to take in this battle.
Hearing Fang Ao's words, Li Ming did not stand idle.
"Since Senior Brother Fang is so generous, then I shall not hold myself back."
