"Hey, are you really the Blood Hand, or are you just full of hot air? Stop talking and start fighting! Come on, I'm itching to get started!" Chu Hao laughed.
This guy!
Everyone thought to themselves, this guy is either a reckless fool or incredibly powerful. But the problem is, his realm is clearly that of a martial master.
Do you think You Zhiyuan is just an average Martial Sect fighter? Fool, he already showed his Meridian Pattern, making it clear that he's at the Second Tier, and he's a genius ranked on the Fledgling Dragon List. His real combat power can definitely match an average Four Meridians Martial Sect fighter... he might even win.
A Four Meridians Martial Sect fighter, do you understand?
Where's your chance of winning? Where does your confidence come from?
It's simply a joke.
You Zhiyuan looked at Chu Hao, "Angering me won't do you any good!"
"Really?" Chu Hao smiled slightly, "What can you do to me?"
