"Tien Shinhan!" He-El was not surprised to see Tien Shinhan here.
Dressed in the Crane Hermit martial arts uniform, Tien Shinhan radiated a fierce, icy aura. The moment he saw He-El before him, killing intent burst from his eyes. He shattered the air beneath his feet, sending up a massive shockwave as he drove a fist straight at He-El's chest.
The gale kicked up by the impact blew Master Roshi's beard crooked and nearly sent the straw hat on his head flying.
Bang!
He-El caught Tien Shinhan's fist with his right palm, and the collision rang out like thunder.
The instant Tien Shinhan felt as if his fist had struck the hardest steel, his expression changed sharply, and he leaped back.
"What incredible strength. For a young man to possess such power is truly remarkable." Master Roshi held down his straw hat at the side and looked at Tien Shinhan with admiration.
This disciple of his junior brother, the Crane Hermit, possessed extraordinary talent.
Even Master Roshi himself had not possessed such strength at Tien Shinhan's age.
But unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong master.
Why did he have to follow a master like the Crane Hermit?
Master Roshi sighed inwardly. But the Crane Hermit was dead in the end, killed after helping the Red Ribbon Army oppose He-El. All Master Roshi could do was feel regret.
"Yes, that strength is indeed quite impressive," He-El praised from the side as well.
But He-El and Master Roshi's praise only made Tien Shinhan's anger surge.
Especially when he thought of how He-El had killed his master, the Crane Hermit, and his martial uncle, Tao Bai Bai.
No matter how evil the Crane Hermit and Tao Bai Bai had been, they were still the family who had taken him in. They had been