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Juggling tricks?
As a cultivator at the late Nascent Variation Stage, Hu Fangmei also felt a twinge of guilt when she uttered these three words.
Such a technique, displayed by a mere lad at the Foundation Establishment Stage, had indeed intimidated her.
However, what Shen Feng needed to prove this time was not his ability to flawlessly scale the fish.
Jiang Zhuyu, Gao Huiying, and Xue Wanyue, among others, watched Shen Feng's scaly palm. Could this really be the palm of a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage? Its formidable strength left them dumbfounded for quite some time.
Only after hearing Hu Fangmei's remarks did they snap back to reality, realizing that even if he could scale the Black-scaled Demon Bull perfectly, it had nothing to do with proving the presence of toxins in its meat!
All eyes were fixed on Shen Feng, waiting to see what he would do next?
"Fetch me a vessel that can hold things," Shen Feng said.
