"How could you..."
The Great Elder felt a sharp pain in his chest as the punch struck him right over his heart—an incredibly ruthless blow. Why is this "War God Ye" picking a fight with me? Weren't we just having a pleasant conversation? I even thought we could become friends. Why did we suddenly start fighting? Is there no sense of rules anymore? No morality? You're a Prince, for crying out loud! I didn't even offend you; you can't just attack people out of nowhere!
"War God Ye" had only thrown a single punch, and for a moment, the Great Elder seemed to be alive. But the next moment would be a different story. Wu Tian had used the "Seven Steps Death-Defying Fist," the royal secret art of the neighboring country. He had never seen it before but had read a description of the Fist Technique in the Library. With his Formless Starry Sky Scripture, simulating such a simple technique was instantaneous.
