Palm Meditation
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"Dharma Master Le Yuan, be careful. This person is good at using poisonous pills."
Jiang Li reminded from the top of the mountain when he saw this monk walk into the arena.
Jiang Li was naturally happy to acknowledge the other party's kindness.
"Thank you for your reminder, Benefactor Jiang. I will take note."
As he spoke, he walked in. This also meant that the challenge had begun.
The disciple of the Hundred Tempering Mountain was furious. It was one thing for him to be unable to defeat Jiang Li, but now, a baldy even dared to look for trouble with him. Did he think that anyone could come and bully him?!
"Dharma Master Le Yuan, the antidote for the poisonous pill will naturally be handed out after the competition."
"If you are here for the antidote, there's no need to do this. You're asking for trouble!"
The expression of the Hundred Tempering Mountain disciple was extremely ugly. Evidently, he was not in a good mood.