The House of Zi Yang
Editor: Rainystars
Under the Sun, inside the dense forest, the originally violent and ferocious fight turned into a comedic performance.
The descendant of the Chen Clan was kneeling on the ground, holding onto his head with both arms. Using his spiritual energy, he was fending off the savage attacks from above.
Yun Meng held onto the cauldron with both hands. Every strike she hammered down was fierce and barbaric, making the young man lose the colors in his face and spitting out blood.
"Hmmph! You goof. You dare to bully me. Watch me as I hit you to your death."
Yun Meng was getting more and more energetic with every movement. Though both of her arms have gotten gooey from overuse, her eyes were glistening with passion. Using the weight of the black cauldron, she continued to hit the young man unruly and unrestrainedly.
There is an old saying that said: chaos killed the old master.