Chi Zhenzi showed no fear toward the Array Plate summoned by Chi Yuan, instead casting him a sidelong glance.
"Senior Brother, you were lucky to win that battle thirty years ago, but I didn't entirely lose either. Your cultivation has long since deteriorated, and you're old now. Do you really think you're still my match? As fellow disciples, if you cooperate with me, I won't let you suffer too much... Ah!"
Chi Zhenzi was abruptly hit over the head by the Vajra Hammer he summoned, seeing stars and instantly getting so angry that his delicate face twisted.
Chi Yuan, this clumsy guy, is nothing but an old rascal!
"If it's a fight you want, then let's fight. Don't you know villains die from talking too much?" Master Chi Yuan charged forward with the Vajra Hammer, and hearing the phrase often hanging on the rebellious disciple's lips now being used this way, carried great presence and satisfaction.
Chi Zhenzi's face was filled with fury, an absolute disgrace.
