In an instant!
Just one instant!
Lu Chengwen whooshed over to the three of them.
All three were tense.
Zhao Ritian sniffled and pointed at the fat man. "He's right here. Could you aim properly when you hit?"
The fat man looked like he wanted to cry. "You already hit me!"
Long Aotian said nothing. He quietly took half a step back...
Lu Chengwen swung his staff one-handed, sweeping it straight across Long Aotian's face and sending him flying.
The fat man and Zhao Ritian watched as Long Aotian grew farther and farther away from them...
Boom!
After smashing through several large trees, the staff stopped and whooshed back.
Long Aotian backed away. "He talks too much, right...? I haven't said much at all... Cheng Wen, I know you've been in a bad mood lately and under a lot of pressure... You need to get some rest. Don't rush into anything..."
As he retreated, he increasingly felt that Lu Chengwen did not seem mentally clear right now. He was going to be in trouble!
Suddenly, he pointed behind Lu Chengwen. "Hey, Cheng Wen, look! Who's that?!"
Then he turned and ran!
All four limbs pumping wildly!
Lu Chengwen charged over and kicked him right in the lower back!
The kick sent Long Aotian puking!
He spat out a mouthful of saliva and went flying face-first, his final words still the same: "Holy shit!"
Ten Evils Evil Monk got up and ran, limping as he fled.
After only a few steps, he abruptly froze. Lu Chengwen was standing in front of him... smiling.
Ten Evils Evil Monk looked like he wanted to cry. "Don't... That smile of yours is way too evil. Brother, there is love in this world, and great love knows no bounds. As Ancient Martial Artists of the