"Outrageous!" Fat Dragon roared in anger.
"Little Chu, catch the blade!" Ye Wudao pulled out the Beiwang Blade from his waist and tossed it to Chu Kuangge beside him.
The whole place was in an uproar!
"This Ye guy is way too arrogant!"
"To battle Fat Dragon, and he's not even using a weapon!"
Fat Dragon's pupils narrowed, "What do you mean by that?"
"I don't need a weapon to deal with you," Ye Wudao said indifferently.
"Extremely arrogant! In all my life, the thing I hate the most is people like you who are so arrogant without any real strength!"
After a pause, Fat Dragon confidently said, "If you can break through my defense, then you win."
Ye Wudao didn't waste words and swung a punch.
However, in Fat Dragon's eyes, this punch seemed to enlarge dozens of times, his expression shocked; "This punch looks ordinary, but in reality, it's filled with endless murderous intent, this guy is a master!"