Chu Yuntian threw back his head and laughed loudly, "I am now just a step away from Great Grandmaster, can't you see that yet, old Xiao? Shen Zhou is not so formidable, from my understanding, he is just a senior beginner at most!"
"Just a high-grade initiate! He's still far behind me. I can easily defeat you, and defeating him is even less of a problem. Do you really refuse to surrender and want to keep resisting me?"
Old Master Xiao laughed heartily, and suddenly, mustering strength from nowhere, sprang forward with a push of his legs.
He stretched out his two claws, though aged yet filled with a sensation of toughness, and savagely grabbed for Chu Yuntian's neck.
Between the gaps of his fingers, sharp streaks of lightning vaguely shimmered.
They were like the sharpest knives in the world, intending to sever Chu Yuntian's neck.
Chu Yuntian laughed aloud, "Truly a clueless old fool."
Immediately afterward, he kicked at Old Master Xiao's chest.
