"Again!"
Zhou Tongyou gritted his teeth. He refused to believe it. He refused to believe he could not even beat a Handyman Disciple!
Everyone said the Taixuan Sect's fortune had soared these past years, but he did not believe fortune could defy the heavens to this extent. They could just pick any random Handyman Disciple and that person could beat him?
What kind of joke was that?!
He was the Zhou Family's Top Genius!
Yang Jian beckoned to him, and that gesture made him even more furious.
The two of them were soon tangled together. Gu An could tell that Zhou Tongyou's physique was special. Unfortunately, he had run into Yang Jian, whose physique was comparable to an ancient treasure body. In the Seeker Immortal Daoist's words, as long as an ancient treasure body grew up smoothly, it would certainly become an Immortal King of its generation.
No matter how strong Zhou Tongyou's aptitude was, it was still beneath the immortal path. Two hundred years ago, there had been no legends of the Great Vehicle Realm on this continent, and even the Profound Heart Realm had only been known to a small number of cultivators.
Compared with Yang Jian's body, Zhou Tongyou's Evil-Suppressing Golden Body was the Difference Between Immortal and Mortal. It could not pose any threat at all.
Their figures crossed back and forth, fists and feet flying, their attacks fierce, swift as a gale.
Blood Prison Great Sage was drawn over. He stood at the edge of the woods and slowly approached.
In the end, Zhou Tongyou lost his composure in the fight and accidentally used spiritual power, forcing Yang Jian back.
Yang Jian steadied himself and shook out his right hand, his sword-like brows furrowing.
Under his gaze, Zhou Tongyou's face instantly flushed crimson, and he