"Master Zhao truly deserves his reputation, to be considered for our list of the top ten Martial Artists in Linnan Province!" The crowd shouted excitedly, feeling that at last, there was someone who could hold his own.
Master Zhao, with a smile, looked at Ye Feng, extremely composed, "Ye Feng, I am different from you. You are too young. Your rapid breakthrough, reaching the pinnacle of Inner Strength, is at best a first-grade ordinary peak. Young man, don't be too aggressive. It's merciful to spare others, and it's not without benefits for yourself, so..."
"Get lost!" Ye Feng couldn't stand it anymore and roared angrily as he raised his right hand and slapped Master Zhao's face.
Master Zhao was furious, "A rotten wood cannot be carved!"
As his words ended, Master Zhao immediately raised his arm, blocking in front of Ye Feng.
"Bang!" In a flash, Ye Feng's backhanded slap struck Master Zhao's arm.
