C410 Burning Wood as a Blade

"Hehe, the Shaolin Temple is really at their wit's end. They are showing off their abilities with all kinds of handicapped people."

Ye Motian sneered disdainfully, but a trace of seriousness flashed across his eyes. Even he couldn't see clearly how this old monk appeared, as if he was in a monastery to begin with.

An expert!

He gave Fo Tucheng a look