An expert worth ten million Yuan (1)

The people around them laughed as they speculated. At this time, Zhang zixuan said to Fang shiyun, who was on the ground, ""How is it? Do you want another round?"

Fang shiyun shook his head. He knew that he was no match for her. However, he immediately understood that this woman was not practicing ordinary Kung Fu. She was a cultivator.

Losing to a self-cultivation master was not a loss of face. In order to save his own face, Fang shiyun quickly said, ""Little girl, so you're a cultivation expert. I was wrong. We martial artists never fight with cultivation experts because we're not on the same level. Sorry for offending you today."

The surrounding people could understand what Fang shiyun meant. Self-cultivators were a legendary existence. Although many people had heard of them, not many had seen them.

"At least you know what's good for you. Alright, I don't want to bully trash like you. Get lost." Zhang zixuan shouted.