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Peak martial artists are just that, not Martial Kings, there's ultimately no insurmountable chasm. Li Tiegang had been ruthless this time, having invited three friends over to join the fray overnight.
"As if the old man is afraid of you."
Feng Shanyi shattered the Taishi Chair beneath him with a single palm. Though his mouth professed fearlessness, his heart secretly sensed trouble brewing, facing four Great Grandmasters, and two of them alarmingly close to peak levels.
"All of you, come at me together; beat him into a pulp and throw him out."
Whether or not you're afraid is your concern, whether I fight is up to me.
Li Tiegang gripped two mallets the size of fists and launched a triple-pronged attack towards Feng Shanyi, while the three others exchanged glances and struck like thunderclap.
