Watching the blond-haired man charge toward him, Zhao Rong sighed. I never fight those weaker than me, but today, you're forcing my hand. I have no other choice.
Faced with the aggressive and overbearing blond menace, Zhao Rong didn't resort to any tricks. He simply aimed a solid front kick straight at the man's large, round face.
The once-fierce blond was sent flying by Zhao Rong's kick, hurtling toward the nearby Crocodile Pond.
As he flew through the air, the blond thought, If I had known Mage Erzhen misjudged him, I wouldn't have tried to show off. Now, not only did I fail to impress everyone, but I got sent flying by Zhao Rong instead.
When the crowd saw that a level-10 cultivator like Zhao Rong possessed the power of a level-12 cultivator, they all stared in stunned disbelief. A woman chewing gum looked at Zhao Rong and remarked, "Wow, this Zhao Rong is a true cultivation prodigy! Beating a level-11 so easily."
