No Can Do

Baili Qingfeng did not attend classes on Sunday. Instead, he perfected the 108 Moves of the Primordial Thunder God he had just created.

"Well, apart from the pain, this technique is… perfect."

Baili Qingfeng was very satisfied.

As for pain, it was not exactly a shortcoming.

Studies showed that pain could make people more focused and bring out their potential.

Besides, this pain was not worth mentioning at all.

Baili Qingfeng believed that anyone could bear it without pressure.

Recording the technique, Baili Qingfeng took the bus to the club.

This time, Ran Tianchi, Wang Yang and Murphys were all in the club.

The man named Jack was nowhere to be seen. He wondered whether he was still in the hospital.

"Master." The three of them paid their respects to Baili Qingfeng more respectfully than before.