C135 (2/2)

Zhao Zhixin looked at Liu Yiheng and asked, ”Who are you?”

”Who I am is not important. The most important thing is, do you dare to give me any advice?” Liu Yiheng said indifferently.

”Brat, you are truly arrogant. Since this is the case, let me experience your strength.” After he finished speaking, he was about to go up and make his move.

At this time, Lu Zhengbai said: ”Second brother, be careful. Although this little fellow's cultivation level is not high, he is extremely strange. His strength is strong, so don't be careless.”

”Boss, don't worry. He's just trash. Even if he's weird, what can he do?” Then, he turned towards Liu Yiheng and said: ”Brat, I'll give you another chance. Speak your name, or else you'll become a nameless ghost.”

Liu Yiheng: ”I prefer to be a human, so I won't tell you. As for you, I already know your name, so you won't become a nameless ghost.”

”Arrogant brat, let's see if I'll kill you or not.” After he finished speaking, he attacked Liu Yiheng with his palm.

Liu Yiheng also pushed out his palm. It did not seem fast, nor was it powerful, there was no need to even mention the change, there was practically nothing.

He was both angry and happy that the opponent had underestimated him. He was happy that from his boss's words, he felt that this kid was indeed not ordinary, but since he was so arrogant, if he could kill him in one move, then it would definitely be considered a great accomplishment. When the time came, he might be able to obtain a lot of rewards, so he increased his strength by a bit and focused almost all of his strength and spiritual energy into his palm.

The other party's strength was unimaginably strong, it was simply not something that a Pre-Sky Realm warrior could release. No, even an ordinary person in the Spiritual Scholar of the Other Shore Level Realm would not have such power.

But at this time, he realized that it was already too late. The two attacks still hit each other, and with a loud bang, the powerful spiritual energy surged out in all directions. Dust and sand flew into the air, and rocks flew everywhere, covering the two figures.

When the dust settled, Zhao Zhixin was half-kneeling on the ground. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his face was pale. He seemed to be heavily injured.

He pointed at Liu Yiheng and said: ”You … Just who was it? Why do you, a Postnatal Spiritual Scholar, have such a strong Spiritual Energy and the palm strike just now?