Spiraling Mountain City

Pei Ling agreed without much hesitation. He had just killed Li Siguang and the other two yesterday, and there was a cultivator in the fifth level of Qi Refinement among them, so he was not too afraid of Zhang Zhongqin. Sparring with him gave him the chance to test the strength of this team.

Therefore, the others gave way. Zhang Zhongqin stretched his body around, indicating that Pei Ling could attack freely.

"Senior Apprentice Brother Zhang, excuse me!" After Pei Ling cupped his fists, he lowered his shoulders and straightened his waist, throwing a punch towards him.

Zhang Zhongqin saw that this punch was nothing fancy and was clearly to test him. He smiled slightly and did not avoid it. He stuck out his chest and received it.

Thud!

Zhang Zhongqin's face turned pale and red with a muffled sound as he suddenly kicked towards Pei Ling's knee.