First update!
The old monk's chest surged with blood, and he looked at Ye Chenfeng with some astonishment.
"Old monk, in terms of cultivation, you are much higher than me, but when it comes to real combat experience, the difference between you and me is like that between an elementary school student and a university student," Ye Chenfeng said.
"Swoosh!"
This time it was the old monk who launched the attack, his figure as fast as lightning, appearing almost instantaneously, his withered palm fiercely reaching out to grab at Ye Chenfeng.
The old monk was too fast, Ye Chenfeng couldn't dodge in time, and the monk's palm had already grasped his clothing.
Seeing this, the old monk's heart leaped with joy, but in the next second, his hand slipped as if grabbing onto a block of ice. With a swift slip, Ye Chenfeng's body slid out like an eel against his palm.
