The Wooden Drought Fiend was sent flying backward, its arm split open!
Chu Hao withdrew his fist, as if the punch had been casual, and said indifferently, "Too weak."
"DING... Host has shocked with a show-off move and received 6,000 Pretentiousness Points."
Everyone present nearly had their jaws drop to the ground.
Especially Wang Junshu and his two companions; they could feel the vast gap between themselves and Chu Hao.
Is this a human? Historically, perhaps only those born with divine power could possess such strength.
"So manly," Zi Jing, the little girl, blurted out. If I were her grandfather, I'd definitely give her a thrashing. Where did she learn these words?
The toad cursed, "Damn it, this kid has been hiding his true depths."
The Golden Drought Evil Spirit rose from the rubble, utterly shocked.
"BOOM!"
