"Immortal Master Li, I am now an Undying Body, unmatched in this world. If you are willing to serve as my servant, I might spare your life!"
Zhang Xiaolin glared fiercely, his teeth glistening threateningly, as he snarled.
Li Chen responded with a cold smile: "Last time, someone told me they were undying, too. Now he's repenting in hell!"
"Besides, even if you were a common zombie, let alone a thousand-year Drought, I have ways to slay you!"
Zhang Xiaolin's hair went wild, his eyes glinting ferociously as he shouted two words: "Arrogant!"
Before his voice died down, he threw a punch like a cannonball, hurtling towards Li Chen.
Li Chen, refusing to show weakness, met the punch head-on.
"Boom!"
The two Iron Fists collided in mid-air, like tens of tons of explosives simultaneous detonation, deafening.
After this clash, Li Chen stumbled back more than a dozen steps before he could regain his balance.
