The True Identity of Mou-Chen

Groooaaaan!!!

Bong!!!

Bang!!!

Argh!!!

At that moment, Zheng-Fu was forced to retreat several steps and spat out a little blood. Then he stood firmly again as his Golden Bell Qi Armor shattered, and the young man's savage wave dissipated simultaneously.

Ha ha ha!!!

“With just the first stance, you’re completely helpless to fight? How weak! But this isn’t over yet. I still have a lot of fun things to offer you!” Mou-Chen was very satisfied to see Zheng-Fu injured by his first stance and seemingly drained of strength.

Flop!!!

“You’re not very talented at all! How dare you arrogantly boast when you can only destroy my Holy Light Shield and Golden Bell Qi Armor, but still can’t break my Golden Arahant Body?” Zheng-Fu wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth before sneering at Mou-Chen’s attack with a face so provocative it grated on the other’s nerves.

Huh!

“You still dare to brag!? Well! Then I’ll make sure your mouth never brags again!”