"Can't you see, it's been three days, and like the old saying goes, one should look at old friends with new eyes!"
Ling Feng secretly stimulated his True Qi and even though he had unleashed the Heavenly Sword Formation, under the immense pressure of Yaan Jinghong, he still felt as if he couldn't breathe, only managing to find some relief by activating the Mixed Element Lock.
"Oh? You have other methods to enhance your True Qi?"
Yaan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, a curve appearing on his lips, "I must admit, you've indeed gotten quite a bit stronger, but you've only gone from being a small rat to a slightly bigger rat, still not worth one blow!"
The Despicable Donkey's expression also became a bit more solemn, as he turned his head and whispered into Ling Feng's ear, "Tell me, kid, where did you rile up such a troublesome fellow?"
Ling Feng's eyelid twitched, "You mean you can't deal with him either?"
