Jiang Fan's expression shifted unpredictably.
If his opponent were around the same level as him, he could kill him in the blink of an eye.
Even if his opponent were somewhat stronger than him, such as a Level 6 Grandmaster, he could at least keep him occupied.
If he added his Flash Ability and the power of a Psychic, he might even be able to crush his opponent.
But now, when his own power struck this old bastard, the old bastard had not reacted at all. He had even used his advantage in blood and qi to send Jiang Fan flying backward.
It was obvious that this old fellow was more than one level above him.
The most crucial point was...
His greatest advantage, the Flash Ability, had actually been unable to display much of its effect against this old fellow.
When he flashed, he was indeed impossible to track, but every time his body appeared, the instant he made his move, the old fellow instantly caught the movement.
This meant that no matter how fast he was, he could not launch a surprise attack on his opponent!
"At least Level 7 or above!"
Jiang Fan instantly judged the old fellow's strength.
Then, his expression turned ugly.
A Level 7 coming to fight a Level 5—did he have no shame?
Jiang Fan looked up and happened to meet the old bastard's contemptuous gaze.
The old man stroked his beard, putting on the airs of a great expert.
"Brat Jiang Fan!"
"Your movement technique is indeed impressive, but your strength is still lacking!"
"How about this? To avoid people saying that I'm bullying someone younger and weaker, I'll give you three moves..."
Jiang Fan's expression sharpened at his words.
"Then I'll smash your tortoise shell!"
As he spoke, his figure vanished