Ye Ling, with a sullen face, said, "Tianhao, have you gone mad? You think I'd scoop out my brain for you to play with? There's no way!"
Well, since that's the case, both Li Tianhao and Qin Gensheng could only sigh, realizing there was so much they hadn't encountered. The world of the metaphysical was too mysterious.
After Ye Ling left, Li Tianhao stayed behind. He had just broken through and, having listened to Ye Ling's teachings and gained some enlightenment, he wanted to discuss it further with Qin Gensheng.
By coincidence, tonight was the final match of the Xiang Family's Black Fist Tournament, and Ye Fei had not let Ye Ling down, successfully making it to the championship final.
His opponent was the legendary Black Fist champion known as the Grim Reaper, Thomas, not the spinning dance move from street dance, but a legend in the Black Fist arena.
