Wu Liangchen smiled.
"Cleanse me of my sins…"
"I think it's you bald donkeys who need to wake up."
The words had barely left his lips when Wu Liangchen vanished. The long-browed old monk had silently appeared behind him and launched an attack.
When his palm strike missed, the long-browed old monk let out a soft gasp of surprise, clearly not expecting Wu Liangchen to be so fast.
But he was a seasoned veteran, after all, so his reaction was lightning-fast. He made his decision in an instant.
But as fast as he was, Wu Liangchen was faster.
Just as the long-browed old monk's figure flickered, preparing to retreat, Wu Liangchen's fist arrived.
The fist was incredibly fast, carrying an incomparably ferocious power as it shot straight for the old monk's face.
Before the fist even landed, the sheer force of its approach sent the old monk's two long eyebrows whipping about.
