"I'll say it again: without an appointment, you cannot enter!" Wu Liang said placidly. His demeanor was so friendly and he smiled so warmly that it was hard to imagine him as an expert.
A Martial Artist from the Gu Family sneered, "Old fool, I advise you not to be so stubborn, or your end will be tragic!"
"Gentlemen, I advise you to leave. You truly cannot enter here," Wu Liang said, shaking his head.
"Why waste words on him? He's just a doddering old man! Let's take him out!" one of them roared, lunging directly at Wu Liang.
He threw a ferocious punch, one so powerful it created a sonic boom. An ordinary person would have fainted from fright before it even landed. This punch was meant to kill.
Wu Liang frowned and sighed. "Why bother?"
Suddenly, the handle of his broom shot forward.
BANG!
The Martial Artist charging at him was sent flying. He landed on the ground and wailed nonstop; his ribs were clearly broken.
The others now furrowed their brows.
