C1679 Bastard!(part I)

"You jerk, I'm a Level Five labor disciple, and you dare to take my Fate Spirit Artifact?" Zhang Shan's face was twisted with resentment. Even now, he dared to glare at Qiao Gao with murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

"Idiot!" Qiao Gao sneered, stepping forward with lightning speed. With a single stomp, he crushed the semi-spiritual armor on Zhang Shan's body