The Bald Tower Guard's forehead was already covered in sweat as he looked at Ning Fan somewhat unexpectedly, "Young friend Ning, I didn't expect your strength to be so formidable, to be able to contend with me for such a long time!"
He had originally thought that given Ning Fan's age, no matter how strong his strength, it would at most be at the mid stage of the Transcendent Realm.
After all, when Ning Potian was at his most powerful, he had been quite a bit older than Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's strength at such a young age completely exceeded his expectations.
"Senior flatters me," Ning Fan said with a smile, "but if that is all the strength you possess, perhaps you are not my match."
Upon hearing this, the Bald Tower Guard was not annoyed but simply placed his palms together and bowed to Ning Fan.
He then stood tall, and the thousand arms of the Vajra Arhat behind him gradually came together to revert to a pair of arms.
