A genuine Stone Skin Martial Artist.
"So, you've got some strength in you. No wonder you dare act so brazenly! Still, we, the Black Wind Three Fiends, have slain more than a few Iron Skin Martial Artists in our time!"
The leader stomped forward, darting ahead like an arrow. His long leg swung like a whip and lashed ruthlessly at Gu Sheng.
The wind hissed sharply, power radiating from the strike, but Gu Sheng felt a tinge of disappointment in his heart.
A genuine Iron Skin Martial Artist.
"Turns out they're just three small fry…"
Having failed to snag a big fish, he couldn't help but feel regret.
Gu Sheng decided to finish the fight quickly. His right fist collided with the opponent's whipping leg, unleashing a muffled thud. His body was flung backward violently, but in that moment, his heart stirred—an extremely faint presence flashed for an instant before vanishing.
"Someone else is lurking!"
