Winds surged and clouds churned in the small courtyard.
Even an ailing tiger still commands respect!
As Yuan Shuo unleashed his fury, the surrounding shadows dispersed.
At this moment, Yuan Shuo opened his breathing art to its utmost.
As a top-tier martial master, once he made a decision, he harbored no hesitation. He might deliberate thoroughly before taking action, but when an old master truly set his resolve, his decisiveness was astounding.
Starlight energy flooded frantically into his body!
The muffled thumping of his heart could be heard faintly, clear enough that even Li Hao caught the sound.
Li Hao felt a surge of excitement as well.
Yet an inexplicable anxiety gripped him. What was he afraid of?
He feared there wouldn't be enough starlight energy!
If his teacher absorbed too little for it to take effect, what would they do?
He worried the starlight energy within the jade sword was limited. He was even considering whether he could add the stone saber if the jade sword proved insufficient.
To Li Hao, trading two unusable weapons for Yuan Shuo's recovery—or even his breakthrough—was worth everything!
Otherwise, the spoils would eventually fall into the hands of either the Red Shadow's faction or the Night Watchers.
That was the worst possible outcome!
As for Li Hao himself, there was a ninety-nine percent chance he wouldn't enjoy a scrap of the benefits anyway.
...
While Yuan Shuo was drawing in the starlight energy...
Silver City Ancient Academy.
Outside the courtyard, not a soul could be seen for several hundred meters.
In the distance, atop the roof of an academy teaching building, two figures appeared.
A man and a woman, their features somewhat indistinct.
"Hu Hao, what do you think?" the woman asked, gazing into the distance. She did not look directly at Yuan Shuo, instead shifting her gaze slightly aside.
A faint surge of vital blood washed outward from that direction, keeping even her from prying too directly.
"What do I think?"
The man wore a black uniform that accentuated his slender frame. Specks of starlight seemed to shimmer in his eyes as he replied softly, "I don't think much of it. If Yuan Shuo wants to pass down the Five Animals Secret Art to his disciple, let him."
"Is it really just passing down a secret art?"
The woman seemed skeptical. "With such a huge disturbance? If he wanted to teach it, he could have done it indoors. Why make such a commotion in the yard..."
"A show of force, most likely."
The man chuckled. "You know the situation. Apparently, a mysterious supernatural has targeted his student. Yuan Shuo dominated the world in his prime, but with the rise of supernaturals, he has laid low for years. Now, even his final disciple is being hunted. Stirring up this commotion today might be his way of advertising his presence, hoping to intimidate the other side!"
"Is that even possible?"
The woman sighed softly. "His era... has passed!"
Twenty years ago belonged to martial masters.
Today, it was no longer that era.
Twenty years ago, Yuan Shuo had swept across the world as a Hundred-Breaker martial master—a pinnacle among Hundred-Breakers, hovering on the verge of ascending to Thousand-Battler.
Who wouldn't have treated such a figure with deep reverence?
Even a few years ago, Yuan Shuo still possessed ample deterrent power.
Yet one year ago, a student at the Ancient Academy was murdered, signaling that Yuan Shuo's prestige had completely eroded.
Word of his injuries had likely leaked out. Details of his ruined vital blood and damaged heart had probably reached the wrong ears as well.
Otherwise, an ordinary supernatural would never dare provoke a peak Hundred-Breaker martial master.
The fact that the perpetrator had dared to strike inside the Ancient Academy a year ago proved they no longer feared Yuan Shuo!
A closed eye seemed to rest upon the woman's forehead. Looking toward the distance once more, she felt a stir of temptation. Yuan Shuo... was no longer the man he used to be.
In truth, she was quite intrigued by the Five Animals Secret Art!
She wanted to open her third eye and see past that veil of vital blood.
Was Yuan Shuo truly passing down a secret art, or was he doing something else?
A layer of starlight began to shimmer faintly on her forehead. Beside her, the man said in a low voice, "Don't be reckless. We are here to protect him, not provoke him..."
"It's fine!"
Unable to suppress her curiosity, the woman began opening the third eye on her forehead.
The man frowned slightly. "Be careful not to get injured by his vital blood..."
The woman chuckled and said nothing.
Injured by vital blood?
Across several hundred meters?
Are martial masters... really that formidable?
She was young and hadn't been a supernatural for very long. She had seen a few Ten-Slayer martial masters, and they had been utterly fragile!
As for Hundred-Breakers, she had met one who had gone to the Night Watchers' headquarters. That man had been remarkably low-profile and modest, treating the Night Watchers with great deference—almost to the point of subservience.
The era of martial masters was over!
The legends of the past, the Hundred-Breaker masters, were nothing more than this today.
Besides, Yuan Shuo was injured.
It was only a glance; it wasn't as if she were doing anything harmful.
Ignoring the warning, she chose to open her eye and laughed. "Hu Hao, we have an obligation and a responsibility to observe the situation clearly to ensure Professor Yuan stays safe. I'm merely performing my duty. Who knows if that Li Hao is plotting against him right now..."
With an excuse in hand, she didn't fear reprimand.
Hu Hao furrowed his brows, but said no more.
Ever since Yuan Shuo's hopes of advancing had been severed, the Night Watchers' headquarters had indeed treated him with far less respect than before. Moreover, he was old now, and the Night Watchers were already collaborating with other top ancient civilization experts.
Yuan Shuo's standing had been steadily declining.
"Be careful. A top martial master is still terrifying..."
"I know!"
The woman cut him off, and her third eye opened completely.
In that instant, she saw.
She saw Yuan Shuo beyond the mist of vital blood.
And in that very instant, she met a pair of eyes—eyes overflowing with murderous intent, with fury, and with the madness born of being despised!
They were eyes that saw through the human heart, through all things in the world!
"Insolence!"
"Prying into my secret art—you court death!"
At that exact moment, Yuan Shuo soared like a bird, taking to the sky in a single stride!
The Bird Art, which had always looked clumsy and flapped like a chick in Li Hao's eyes, revealed its true face before him for the first time.
Leaping into the air, he spread his arms like wings!
Yuan Shuo had detected their spying!
He was enraged!
The fury bottled up over years surged forth. Transforming into a soaring bird with arms outstretched, he glided straight through the air. His movements might not have been graceful, but his speed was astonishing!
In a flash, Yuan Shuo crossed a hundred meters.
Landing, he tapped lightly and vaulted back into the sky!
He could not truly fly, but his jumping power was staggering. In an instant, he launched himself another hundred meters.
In the blink of an eye, he covered two to three hundred meters.
All of this unfolded before Li Hao could react, and before the two supernaturals could even process what was happening.
Fast!
Unbelievably fast!
A master of the Five Animals Art like Yuan Shuo was practically omnipotent.
A moment later, he vaulted into the air again, rising nearly level with the rooftop—a leap of at least thirty meters.
Atop the building, the color drained from both the man and the woman's faces.
Hu Hao shouted in panic, "Elder Yuan—"
"*Roar!*"
A tiger's roar drowned out everything!
*Boom!*
Tinnitus struck!
Blood trickled from Hu Hao's facial orifices, and he felt as though he had gone deaf. Mysterious energy surged from him; he had no time to explain.
As for the woman, opening her third eye seemed to have already drained a vast amount of mysterious energy.
Young and inexperienced, she felt a piercing agony in her third eye. Before she could react—before she could even close it—all three of her eyes caught sight of a fist!
"Prying into my secret art—such audacity!"
"Die!"
Murderous intent, baleful aura, vital blood...
All three of the woman's eyes were dyed crimson, surrounded by a sky of pure blood.
*Boom!*
A split second later, a deafening blast erupted.
Yuan Shuo punched forward. Bones and sinews chimed in unison like rolling thunder, detonating the empty air.
"*Ah!*"
A shrill shriek tore out. Blood streamed from all three of the woman's eyes simultaneously, and a torrent of mysterious energy scattered wildly from her.
"A minor punishment as a warning! Spared because it is your first offense!"
*Bang!*
Another heavy crash resonated with the sonic boom of parted air. Yuan Shuo whipped a kick across her body, sending the woman flying through midair accompanied by the sickening crack of breaking bones!
"Elder Yuan, it's a misunderstanding!"
Hu Hao leaped into the air, a sword of light manifesting in his hand. Drenched in cold sweat, he dared not strike. He could only shout as he caught the airborne woman, retreating several paces midair before steadying his stance.
In his arms, the woman had already fallen unconscious, blood pouring steadily from her mouth.
Yuan Shuo's gaze remained icy. He dropped back to the rooftop, his foot shattering the ground and carving a deep furrow into the surface.
"A misunderstanding? Then let it be one! If you're dissatisfied, feel free to have your superiors come find me!"
The elderly Yuan Shuo's aura gradually receded, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his lips. He let out a cold sneer. "Go back and tell them: old as I am, with less than a tenth of my strength remaining, I am not someone you little runts can insult! Supernaturals rise, and martial masters decline... but I, Yuan Shuo, don't mind reminding you all that when a martial master is enraged, blood will still splatter three paces high!"
"We wouldn't dare!"
Hu Hao landed with the woman, his face pale with horror. He let out a ragged breath and said, "Elder Yuan, it truly was a misunderstanding! This is Li Meng's first field mission, and she didn't know her limits. We came solely to protect you. Just now, when you shrouded the courtyard, Li Meng was worried for your safety, which is why she opened the Eye of Truth..."
"Then let it be a misunderstanding!"
Yuan Shuo said indifferently, "Whether it was a misunderstanding or deliberate spying, my rules as a martial master stand! The Five Animals Secret Art shall not be glimpsed by anyone outside my sect!"
With that, Yuan Shuo suddenly clutched his chest, glanced at Hu Hao, and slowly turned away. Walking back toward his courtyard, his voice carried a touch of desolation: "I lack the heart to kill now. Twenty years ago... no, even three years ago, if this girl dared spy on my martial teachings, I would have slain her on the spot, Night Watcher or not! I'm old, and I'm crippled..."
His words dripped with unspeakable sorrow and endless helplessness.
Just then, the woman regained consciousness. Hearing those words, she coughed up another mouthful of blood, but dared not utter a sound.
Yuan Shuo limped slightly as he walked. A grandmaster of his generation now seemed genuinely broken by age!
"Holding onto that last breath, only to waste it on you lot. I had hoped to fight a nemesis to the death... What a pity!"
Yuan Shuo's disheartened voice drifted back once more.
Hu Hao's expression shifted.
Yuan Shuo... was his time running out?
His injuries from years ago had been too severe. Today's outburst had drained both his vital blood and qi; if his old injuries flared up and he died...
Sweat dripped down Hu Hao's forehead!
Only after Yuan Shuo had completely vanished did he look at the woman, his voice low and stern. "We're in massive trouble!"
"He... he almost killed me..." the woman whispered angrily.
Hu Hao ground his teeth and said coldly, "We're in massive trouble! It's not about you almost dying—it's that you forced him to expend his final true qi! If Yuan Shuo can't hold out until this mission is over... if that ancient ruin cannot be explored or opened without him... even if you didn't die today, you'll be exiled to the most dangerous regions to carry out the most perilous missions!"
The woman blanched!
She had nearly been beaten to death. While stunned by Yuan Shuo's strength, she had still harbored a grudge; the old man was simply too savage!
Yet hearing this, her expression changed entirely.
Yuan Shuo... was going to die?
Shock washed over her. The moment she realized the consequences, she forgot her severe injuries and all thoughts of revenge, leaving only panic: "He... he's going to die?"
"His injuries are too severe, and his old trauma has flared up!"
Hu Hao said in a low voice, "The methods of a peak Hundred-Breaker are truly unfathomable! Crossing three to four hundred meters through the air, arriving in an instant, his vital blood suppressing supernatural energy... What a terrifying martial master! And this was a technique from his prime. After years of injury, his heart is on the verge of shattering. Using it like this today..."
The woman's face twitched before she gritted her teeth. "It's my fault. I will submit an application to headquarters immediately. I'll use all my savings, including my future salary, to exchange for a Heaven-Mending Pill! To treat his wounds!"
Yuan Shuo could not be allowed to die!
If he died, the fallout would be immense, especially with an ancient ruin expedition scheduled for the near future.
Yuan Shuo was the ancient civilization expert who understood that ruin best.
Right now, his importance far exceeded anything else happening in Silver City. Hu Hao and she had come here not to solve the spontaneous combustion case, but to ensure it didn't entangle Yuan Shuo.
It was precisely because of this that Yuan Shuo had repeatedly invited Li Hao to his home—he was currently under the Night Watchers' protection.
At this moment, gravely wounded as she was, the woman was forced to empty her life savings to obtain a treasure to heal Yuan Shuo. It was humiliating to the extreme.
Yet... she had brought it on herself by ignoring warnings and underestimating this top-tier martial master!
Thinking back to that brief encounter, only lingering terror remained.
Hu Hao sighed. "Notify headquarters at once, or it might be too late. Hopefully, we can resolve this mess. When he walked away, he was clutching his chest; I worry his heart has started bleeding again. With Yuan Shuo's pride, he would never cough up blood in front of juniors like us unless pushed to his absolute limit!"
Yuan Shuo was an exceptionally proud man!
Proud and arrogant to a fault.
Yet watching his departing figure just now, Hu Hao had felt an involuntary pang of pity.
A grandmaster of an era!
A leading figure of the martial path had been reduced to such exhaustion after a single strike, teetering on the edge of death. Hu Hao couldn't help but find it unbearable.
For a peak martial master, this was simply too cruel!
Severely injured, Li Meng listened to these words and looked toward where Yuan Shuo had disappeared. The last vestige of resentment deep within her melted away, replaced by guilt. "I... I didn't expect this outcome... He's just too fierce! I didn't even see anything before he came charging to kill..."
"Sigh, forget it!"
Hu Hao shook his head. Prying into someone's martial arts, especially a proprietary secret art, was indefensible anywhere.
Li Meng might not have intended to steal his technique, but her contempt for Yuan Shuo had been real.
She had believed supernaturals were invincible and that an old relic who hadn't fought in years was nothing to fear. She had even assumed Yuan Shuo wouldn't notice—an overconfidence that led straight to this disaster.
"Let's not dwell on it. Fall back, put some distance between us!"
Hu Hao supported Li Meng as they hurried away. This had to be reported, and treasures needed to be procured immediately to sustain Yuan Shuo's life for a while longer and appease him.
Otherwise, if the man was on his deathbed, why would he work for them?
If this blew up, their superiors would be furious. Who could have anticipated such a result?
...
In the small courtyard.
Yuan Shuo limped back inside.
"Teacher!"
Li Hao's face was full of worry.
The next instant, Yuan Shuo let out a breath and suddenly grinned. "What are you fretting about? I'm fine! Scared the wits out of me, though!"
"..."
Li Hao was stunned.
*What's going on?*
"What are you staring at? Use your head!"
As a teacher, Yuan Shuo didn't mind offering some guidance, though he still sounded a little rattled: "In that first moment, my temper flared. Combined with being in the middle of a breakthrough, I couldn't hold back my anger and hit her too hard!"
"These are Night Watchers—the premier supernatural organization! We're still relying on their protection!"
Yuan Shuo chuckled. "Beating one of them half to death—won't that breed bad blood? How terrible would that be... Besides, she's just a little girl. If I killed her, the Night Watchers would accuse us of bullying the weak..."
At this point, he added with a meaningful look, "By playing it low-key, maybe we can even milk some benefits out of them! I'm on the verge of death; aren't they going to send some treasures to keep me alive? They still need me later on!"
Li Hao gasped. His teacher had factored in so much in a single instant?
"And another thing—spitting out that mouthful of blood flushed the stagnant blood from my body. That was built up from old injuries... It also serves to let them verify with their own eyes that my illness is terminal and I'm practically dying. That way, they won't feel the need to stay on guard against me!"
Li Hao gasped again. There was even that layer of calculation?
His teacher was an old fox... no, an old strategist!
Of course, that wasn't the main point. Li Hao asked in a low whisper, "Teacher, what about your injuries..."
"Almost taken care of!"
Yuan Shuo smiled, his expression radiant.
"Keep it down. My injuries are practically healed! The timing couldn't be better!"
He looked at Li Hao. "With those two lingering nearby, I couldn't drive them too far away. Now that they've left, they're at least a thousand meters out. Right now... is the perfect time for my full recovery!"
Killing several birds with one stone!
Those two had been too close earlier. As supernaturals, they might have sensed something.
Now, because of Yuan Shuo's rage and the woman's injuries, they had retreated over a thousand meters, handing Yuan Shuo his chance. Now, he didn't need to fear anyone detecting him.
"With full recovery, can you... break through?" Li Hao asked, his heart in his throat.
Of course, he was still awestruck by his teacher's display. That had been truly magnificent, truly powerful!
Crossing hundreds of meters in an instant—he had learned for the first time that the Bird Art could genuinely let someone fly! Even if it was only a hundred meters before needing a point of leverage, that was still a hundred meters of actual flight!
Yuan Shuo had literally taken to the skies!
With one punch, he had made two supernaturals cough blood—one grievously wounded, the other not daring to utter a peep...
At this moment, only one thought occupied Li Hao's mind: his teacher hadn't even broken through yet. Once he recovered and advanced, what supernatural wouldn't be thrashed beneath his feet?
Yuan Shuo didn't care what Li Hao was thinking.
That sudden strike had actually been beneficial, purging the stagnant blood accumulated in his body and releasing the remnants of his hidden injuries through that single punch.
As for wheedling some benefits, that was secondary. Once his injuries healed, he wouldn't need them anyway; giving them to Li Hao would be fine.
Right now, he resumed drawing in the mysterious energy.
He had no intention of advancing into a supernatural; he wanted his martial cultivation to break through.
Thousand-Battler!
He had already been a single step away from Thousand-Battler. Now, feeling the warm currents rolling through his body, his corrupted blood purged and fresh blood surging vigorously like a raging river!
His muscles grew tighter—not into bulky blocks, but brimming with supple tension.
A smile appeared on Yuan Shuo's face. His white hair even began turning black.
He was over seventy years old, yet at this moment, he felt as though his body had returned to his youth, back to around forty years of age. That had been his absolute peak. After fifty, he had gradually declined, his physique no longer what it once was, forced to rely on experience to grow stronger.
"Thousand-Battler: one person fighting a thousand!"
Yuan Shuo spoke aloud: "Hundred-Breaker already qualifies as superhuman, transcending ordinary human limits. But Thousand-Battlers were once hailed as earthly immortals! Since antiquity, every martial master who achieved Thousand-Battler left a profound mark on history! Taking the head of an enemy general from the heart of ten thousand troops was usually the work of a Thousand-Battler. A Thousand-Battler can fight a thousand men; as long as you're careful, even in an army of ten thousand, so long as you aren't foolish enough to fight them head-on and retreat when the tide turns, they will find it nearly impossible to pin you down!"
Fighting a thousand men didn't mean you'd be killed the moment the enemy numbered a thousand and one.
Unless you were truly foolish or completely encircled with no path of escape, so long as you avoided meeting a massive army head-on, killing you was extraordinarily difficult.
Of course, that applied to the era of cold steel.
Nowadays, if a Thousand-Battler was careless and ambushed, even ordinary mortals could kill them.
"Li Hao, do you know the greatest hallmark of a Thousand-Battler martial master?"
"I don't!"
Li Hao shook his head. He didn't even understand Hundred-Breaker yet; he only knew that a Ten-Slayer could make bones and sinews chime together and unleash internal force.
"Spirit!"
Spirit?
Li Hao was taken aback. What spirit?
"Top martial masters cultivate their essence, qi, and spirit to the absolute pinnacle. Their physical bodies become extraordinarily formidable, and spirit is also a kind of momentum! When I stand here, I am a mountain; when I stand here, I am a river! Let violent winds and torrential rain come, the mountains and rivers remain unyielding! This is Thousand-Battler!"
With those words, Li Hao's vision blurred.
In the next instant, Yuan Shuo seemed to transform into a mountain, into a river.
The mountain was still, while the river surged incessantly.
It was clearly contradictory, yet it existed right before his eyes.
*Boom!*
Like the roar of a surging river, the sound of flowing blood echoed.
At this moment, Yuan Shuo's vital blood boiled. His physical body stood immovable as a mountain, yet his blood rushed without end, his bones and sinews chiming like a thunderstorm!
Immense power!
His aura erupted, confined within the small courtyard. Li Hao felt like a lone skiff drifting on a tempestuous ocean, liable to capsize at any moment.
His body began to sway, struggling to keep its footing.
Yet Yuan Shuo's presence grew steadily stronger. Bearing a faint smile, his voice resonated from the air like that of a god or demon: "Behold the momentum and spirit of a Thousand-Battler martial master! In the future, when you face such figures, you won't be helpless, nor will you quail in fear!"
Having witnessed it once, he would possess experience.
And a Thousand-Battler martial master was truly not someone an ordinary person could ever behold.
Right now, Li Hao swayed precariously, tossed by the wind and rain.
"Practice your Ape Art!"
Yuan Shuo barked, "Under the pressure of my aura, it might guide you to advance alongside me—bursting with internal force, bones and sinews chiming in unison, stepping into the true Ten-Slayer realm!"
Li Hao had practiced the Five Animals Art for only three years.
Moreover, he had always treated it as physical exercise. While his three years of progress were respectable, he had only laid a foundation, never once brushing against the threshold of Ten-Slayer.
Yet at this moment, spurred by the eruption of Yuan Shuo's aura and guided by the same secret art...
Li Hao quickly began executing the Ape Art!
Like an ape, he swayed and drifted across the courtyard as if performing drunken boxing, throwing punches alongside Yuan Shuo!
Indeed, Yuan Shuo was throwing punches as well!
The Ape Art!
Master and disciple threw punches, leaped, and sprang forth in complete self-absorption.
Gradually, Li Hao felt a surging force well up from deep within his body. Unlike mysterious energy, this force seemed generated by the body itself, rather than an external power.
That force rippled outward from within, traveling gradually toward his legs.
A wave of energy flooded both his limbs.
The next instant, Li Hao kicked out, a crisp succession of pops ringing without pause!
Bones and sinews chiming in unison!
Guided by a grandmaster stepping into the Thousand-Battler realm, Li Hao used the advantage of their shared art to stride directly into the Ten-Slayer realm!
This was an opportunity countless people could only dream of.
Li Hao had granted Yuan Shuo an opportunity, and Yuan Shuo had reciprocated. Otherwise, even if Li Hao continued absorbing mysterious energy, it might have taken ten days to half a month at best, or a year and a half at worst, to step into Ten-Slayer.
It would have come down to luck!
Yet now, guided by that overwhelming momentum, he stepped directly into the Ten-Slayer realm.
Not only that, achieving this breakthrough under the momentum and spirit of a Thousand-Battler grandmaster brought an immense benefit: in future battles, no matter how powerful the opponent—so long as they weren't vastly stronger than a Thousand-Battler—Li Hao would feel no fear!
Fear was often the greatest manifestation of a gap in strength.
When the weak encountered the strong, they were usually intimidated before the fight even began, overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum. But Li Hao had broken through alongside a Thousand-Battler martial master!
"*Hah!*"
Li Hao roared, and Yuan Shuo let out a low rumble in tandem.
Gale-force winds swept through the courtyard!
Li Hao lashed out with another kick, unleashing a series of whip-like cracks through the air.
Beside him, Yuan Shuo appeared far less dramatic, having seemingly returned to simplicity. He gently pulled back his fists and legs without making much noise.
Yet when Li Hao looked over, he froze.
The shock of white hair had turned pitch-black in an instant.
Not only that, patches of dead skin sloughed off Yuan Shuo's body, fluttering in the breeze and drifting right before Li Hao's eyes, even brushing against his lips...
"*Pah!*"
Li Hao spat it out in disgust. Looking at his teacher again, he was utterly dumbfounded.
His teacher, who was over seventy years old, looked like a middle-aged man in his forties at this moment.
Could this... actually reverse aging?
Yuan Shuo stood quietly for a moment, appearing to digest his gains. Soon, he turned toward Li Hao and broke into a grin.
Before Li Hao could react, Yuan Shuo appeared right before him.
He grabbed Li Hao, leaving the youth powerless to resist.
*Smack!*
A loud sound rang out, and Li Hao froze.
He... seemed to have just been molested by his teacher!
Yuan Shuo held him tight and planted a heavy kiss on his cheek, his face splitting into a wide grin.
"Good boy!"
Yuan Shuo threw his head back and laughed uncontrollably, his laughter carrying a hint of wild ecstasy!
I, Yuan Shuo, have returned!
Thousand-Battler!
Once I step into the supernatural realm, who in this world can stand against me?
Twenty years? What did twenty years matter!
Thousand-Battler! Even if given a hundred years, none of you would have the right to glimpse this realm!
"Good boy! From now on, master and disciple will run rampant across heaven and earth, unmatched by anyone! What are mere supernaturals? Crushed with a flick of a finger!"
Arrogant!
Unbelievably arrogant!
At this moment, Li Hao felt a rush of excitement. If his teacher was this formidable, what did he have to fear?
Good heavens, what was the Red Shadow compared to this?
His teacher was a Thousand-Battler!
Chapter 23