"Tsk! Self-righteous guy. Returning to basics, you must be joking."
Yang Yan's face was full of mockery.
"Ha!"
With a roar from the elder, his body started to inflate as if filled with air.
Riiip!
His clothes were torn apart by the bulging muscles.
"Again!"
The elder said coldly, his aura seemed to have undergone a dramatic change.
"Sir Xu!"
Zhang Yu, already stunned, was utterly shocked when he saw the elder's inflating body, unable to hold back his astonished shout.
This was only the second time he had seen the elder like this.
The last time was when he was attacked; there were dozens of them, all armed, and the elder took them all down in this form.
To him, it was unbelievable that the elder, who was like a god, was forced to this extent by a young man.
The elder flashed like a human cannonball, shooting towards Yang Yan.
A punch carrying gusty wind tore through the air, thundering towards Yang Yan's head.
Boom!