"Rip!"
Seeing Tang Ming send Zhang Long flying with a kick, everyone except Li Wenxuan gasped.
Zhao Tianhao realized the situation was bad and quickly retreated to the van.
"You're a Five-star Martial Master."
Zhao Hu, who hadn't spoken, stared intently at Tang Ming. To be able to kick a Four-star Martial Master away, his strength was definitely not just at the Four-star level.
"What do you think?"
Tang Ming twisted his lips wryly.
"Hmph, even if you're a Five-star Martial Master, I'm not afraid of you. I'm a Five-star Martial Master too, and at the peak of it."
Zhao Hu snorted coldly, slowly raised his hand, summoned Gang Qi, and stared at Tang Ming with a grim expression.
"Damn, he's actually a Five-star Martial Master. Can you handle him?"
Shao Wuyou looked at Tang Ming worriedly. He knew Tang Ming was a Five-star Martial Master, but the opponent was at the peak, which seemed difficult to deal with.
"Peak of Five-star, huh?"
