"Good, good, good!"
Qi Shaoming laughed heartily: "I hadn't expected to still see a hero of such caliber at this place and time. I'm curious to see if your bones are as tough as your words!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already swiftly approached the Xuanlong Water Village Chief.
With a lift of his hand, a palm strike was already directed at the village chief's face.
The village chief's expression darkened, and he took a deep breath, unleashing the Xuanzhong Palm.
This hand technique was ordinary in itself and could only be considered standard.
But in the hands of the Xuanlong Water Village Chief, it carried extraordinary might.
At this moment, the two palms met with a clash, countering Qi Shaoming's strike head-on.
The moment their palms collided, ZhuGe Changtian and the others immediately sensed trouble.
Qi Shaoming possessed superior martial arts, and the village chief had to react hastily, relying solely on his Inner Strength — how could he compete with that?
