"Hehe, although you've weathered it, you must be at the end of your tether by now, I'm afraid you can't kill me, can you?"
Tang Ming looked at Shi Tou with a sneer, standing with his hands behind his back, trying to feign indifference to scare Shi Tou away.
"You are the one truly at the end of your tether, I'm a Cross Training Martial Master, as long as I have a breath left, my body is a lethal weapon."
Shi Tou roared angrily and started walking towards Tang Ming.
"Damn, this guy still has fighting strength." Tang Ming appeared nonchalant on the surface, but inside he was lamenting:
"Shi Tou is right, I've got no strength left, but as a Cross Training Martial Master, as long as his body is intact, he can still kill me."
"I knew Brother Shi Tou would be fine, you're a Three-star Cross Training Martial Master, kill that bastard... Hiss hiss tear!"
