C437 Three Punches to Injure the Enemy!

Atop the pavilion, Ye Lan strode toward the stage, his hands clasped behind his back, his feet treading the air, as he faced Qi Ganglie from a distance.

"Don't accuse me of using my strength against the weak. I'll give you three moves head start. After that, we'll see who the victor is."

Qi Ganglie regarded Ye Lan with an air of arrogance.

To him, Ye Lan was nothing more than a child