C913 He Was Beaten up and Lost War Order

On the stage.

Little Acalanatha was still holding a folding fan in his hand, looking like a scholar. If it wasn't for the thick Qi that radiated from his body, many people would have thought that he was a weak scholar who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken.

"Acalanatha Mountain, Little Acalanatha."

Little Acalanatha closed the fan and cupped his fists.

On the opposite side