"Damn your sister's calamity!"
Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his punch making the old man spit blood too, but his own injuries were even more serious.
However, even though Ye Chen's combat strength had soared, exploding tenfold, he was merely on par with this peak grandmaster. With little time left, he could only win by surprise, risking his life to fight!
"We are all martial artists, what's the point of fighting so savagely?" the diminutive grandmaster scolded angrily. He struck Ye Chen's chest with a palm, forcing him back several steps, but the grandmaster himself also had his face pummeled to a pulp by Ye Chen.
"Complaining so much about fighting and killing?" Ye Chen seemed like street gangsters brawling, devoid of any technique, simply exchanging injury for injury, life for life. "I'm ready to throw away my life right now. You want me dead? I'll drag you down with me!"
