Kui Leihan was very tall and his build was robust.
If Cao Erzhu could be considered a little giant, then he indeed deserved to be called the father of giants.
When comparing height and weight with Shen Yifang, it was genuinely hard to distinguish who was superior. At a glance, those unaware would simply think they were two practitioners of ancient martial arts.
Naturally, in the face of such a sturdy physique, the elder's skinny and headless body merely reached his waist and was too weak to grasp, much like a little chick.
A slap to the head delivered an even more visually shocking effect.
Though it lacked the wondrous nature of Qiu Xuan's realm of dreams or the spectacular sword bones of the world, the face-to-face brawl certainly displayed a raw form of unrestrained ferocity.
Especially since most people had already recognized that the elder was very likely the Medicine Ancestor.
"Wonderful, it's the Ancestor of Thought!"
