"Hehe, what's your strength now, Fly?"
Hu Wei looked at Chen Cang disdainfully, clenched his fist, and emitted a series of crisp bone-cracking sounds. "I've reached Half-step Martial Master. If you're too weak, I might kill you with one move."
"Martial Master?"
Chen Cang's eyes widened in shock. "This is even stronger than Tang Ming was initially."
"Martial Master, my ass."
Tang Ming was slightly surprised but immediately shouted in annoyance,
"Didn't you see the disdain on my bro Cang's face? Not just your Half-step Martial Master, even if you were a true Martial Master, he wouldn't care a bit."
"Bro, this look isn't disdain. I'm scared, all right?"
Chen Cang thought sadly to himself, but there was no turning back, as his hands were already trembling in fear.
