"Hey you, I challenge you!"
A youth, so handsome it was almost offensive, drifted down from the third floor and fixed his gaze on Tang Feng on landing.
"Su Yun, you've drawn quite a lot of hatred toward yourself."
Tang Feng ignored the other, simply pinching Wu Suyun's cheek gently.
"I didn't mean to, but in a big place, there are bound to be flies." Although the comment was hurtful, the other seemed immune to poisons.
"Su Yun, until the day you are married, I will not give up, kid. Do you dare accept the challenge?"
The young cultivator indeed had the capital to be arrogant.
Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer, twenty-five years old, he was already considered superior talent.
But in front of Tang Feng, he still fell short.
As soon as his words ended, Tang Feng made his move.
And it was a significant move; his Star Hand slapped down with force.
The youth reacted, but it was too late, and he was smacked down into the ground.
