At the critical moment, Uncle Iron Palm finally made his move, and at long last, vengeance was served.
Yan Chengzhu's brows furrowed tightly as he said in a deep voice, "Iron Palm, the Justice League upholds chivalry and justice. Don't make things difficult for him, let him go."
The Justice League, which not only upholds chivalry and justice, was now also facing an existential crisis.
At this time, he was even less willing to complicate matters, otherwise, he wouldn't have let Tang Yi go so easily.
"Kid, you're lucky today. Watch your words in the future!" Iron Palm warned fiercely, reluctantly stepping aside.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yi sneered and said, "No matter how hard Iron Palm's training is, what does it matter? It can break through fake mountains, but it might not be able to smash through bones."
"Cultivating the skin without cultivating the tendons, all comes to naught in the end."
"You're still not up to the mark."
"You dare insult me, boy?"
