"Who are you?" The Young Man in Blue looked at Chu Hao, unable to gauge his opponent's strength, which caught him off guard.
As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. In the cutthroat Martial Arts World, a single mistake could be fatal.
Clearly, no one wanted to die.
Chu Hao responded with a faint smile, "Take a guess."
"Guess my ass!" The Young Man in Blue barked harshly and immediately launched an attack. He refused to believe that there was any young member of the Spirit Spring Sect who could rival him—it seemed like a joke.
His anger fueled him as he pointed a finger, which struck out like a great mountain barreling forward.
Chu Hao casually threw a punch, and boom, the Young Man in Blue was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into a distant mountain side, embedding himself into it.
Hiss!
