You Wouldn’t Be My Opponent

"Stop!"

There was a crash and the rubble rolled down. Yao Zhong walked out from the wall. He looked at Xia Ping with an extremely gloomy expression. He didn't expect that he would suffer such a loss. This kid actually dared to attack him.

Moreover, the opponent's strength was indeed not simple. It was obviously only at the fifth layer. But this kid still had the strength to blow him away with a single punch; he didn't even have the time to react.

Although his own carelessness was partially to blame, on the whole, this kid was really strong. No wonder he could beat Zhou Taian with only one punch. This was not unreasonable.

"Brother Yao!"

The group of men in white practitioner clothes looked at Yao Zhong and gritted their teeth, clearly very unwilling.

Yao Zhong stared at Xia Ping with gloomy eyes: "You're pretty good. You actually have the ability to punch me away. Although I was careless, I have to admit that you are more or less capable."