Chapter 225 Good Flesh and Blood_1

River tides surged, splashing white foam on the rocks.

Liang Qu sat on the bluestone slab, his rain-drenched muscles clearly defined, with steam rising from his bare upper body.

He reached back and combed his wet black hair neatly backward, casually tossing the scroll in his hand with a calm and collected demeanor.

Wei Shao's mind felt like it had exploded, as an icy serpent seemed to slither up his spine, hissing venomously.

Unsteady on his feet, he staggered backward several steps, looking around in the midst of wind and rain as mockery magnified endlessly in his ears.

The world spun around him.

The Thunder Glyph Technique worth three thousand four hundred taels...

How is it possible?

Why is he faster than me?

Treasure Fish...

The Red Blood Perch's brightly colored skin drained the strength from Wei Shao's spine, and his rain-soaked hair clung to his face, with water dripping down from his chin.