Chapter 65: Holy City Dance Banquet - Mao Xue

5048 pounds!

Is this something that human strength can lift?

While the disciples admired Marshal Tianpeng's divine power, they were also at a loss for words.

This guy didn't even consider that someone among them was able to lift this nine-tooth rake!

"Haha, you are all too weak!"

Marshal Tianpeng proudly picked up the nine-tooth rake.

Just as these disciples had guessed, he merely wanted to show off and had no intention of teaching them any martial arts, since he only knew a few moves himself. If he taught them, he would truly give himself away.

Moreover, even if there was a disciple who could lift it, he would find an excuse to procrastinate.

He had always been one to snag small advantages for himself.

Seeing Marshal Tianpeng reveling alone and laughing heartily, Wu Ming whispered to Su Yonglin, "I don't know why, but I suddenly lost my reverence for immortals."

Su Yonglin awkwardly nodded and agreed, "Me too."

What kind of immortal has such a character?