Old Xu froze.
Ji Sheng opened a narrow slit in his helmet's headpiece. With his eyes closed and his head slightly tilted, he seemed to be straining to listen to the sounds around him. Yet dark-red blood was also flowing from his ears, blurring his hearing.
Old Xu fell silent.
He knew that for an expert, eyesight was far too important.
Even with perception remaining, without eyesight to catch things, perception could only provide a rough sense of things. Against a truly formidable expert, there would be no way to fight.
And kung fu...
Was meant for fighting.
If one could not fight, it was tantamount to the road of martial arts ahead being gone.
Just like himself back then...
His future had been cut off.
Old Xu opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
When the sky fell, if the tall ones did not hold it up, then the sky truly would fall upon everyone else.
He had once been one of the tall ones, but he no longer was. Someone else had taken his place.
Even though, if Ji Sheng had not stepped forward, it would have been easy for him to leave alone. So long as the expert from the old era did not touch upon the matter of the Great Medicine, he had no desire to fight Ji Sheng. He had even genuinely been willing to split the Great Medicine equally.
"The younger generation is truly to be feared."
Master Wang Wu and Gong Baotian came over as well. Though they had suffered grave injuries and no longer had the strength to fight, they were Supreme Experts after all. Their control over their bodies was too strong; forcibly suppressing their injuries to retain the ability to move was not a problem.
Master Wang Wu's gaze was