547 Slap in the Face, What Right Do You Have? [1 Update]_3

Ye Changkong had, at most, eighty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation, it couldn't possibly be any higher.

How could he have improved by twenty years all at once?!

Lei Cong gritted his teeth, "Ye Changkong, you took some medicine!"

"Lei Cong, think before you speak," Ye Changkong sneered, "What kind of medicine can elevate someone to an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?"

This time, Lei Cong was at a loss for words.

As everyone knows, it's impossible for Ancient Martial Grandmasters to break through with external force.

Lei Cong sneered, "Fine, Ye Changkong, even if you've reached the grandmaster level, so what? I entered this realm ten years before you, how can you fight me?"

The Lei Family had the same mindset.

The gap between someone who just entered the grandmaster level and one who broke through a long time ago is significant.

"Focus and Hold Breath." Ying Zijin spoke in a voice only Ye Changkong could hear, "Use the boxing technique I taught you."