Close-quarters combat was one thing, but the real problem was that the man was built like iron and possessed enough strength to scare the life out of anyone.
If I hadn't had a supreme treasure protecting me, just two or three of his punches would have left me smashed to pieces.
This was just too unfair!
What was even more frustrating was that he still had no idea what he'd done to offend this fiend. The man had said nothing—he'd just started swinging at him.
Fortunately, Blissful Boy sensed that the young man before him had no murderous intent, so he promptly surrendered. Otherwise, who knew what kind of state he'd have been beaten into?
Hao Shuai had no idea Blissful Boy was cursing him in his heart. Hearing the boy admit defeat, he had no choice but to stop, thinking regretfully, What a great punching bag. I probably won't find another one like him anytime soon.
When Blissful Boy saw Hao Shuai stop, he didn't bother pulling himself out of the ground. He simply looked up at Hao Shuai and asked in aggrieved tones, "Fellow Daoist, we've never met before, have we? And we don't have any deep-seated grudge against each other, do we?"
"No!" Hao Shuai answered honestly, shaking his head.
Today really was the first time he'd met the renowned Blissful Boy of the Shushan World. But he had come here specifically to catch him.
Ever since Old Ancestor Green Robe entered Ciyun Temple, Hao Shuai had been lying low nearby. His purpose was to prevent Blissful Boy from attacking and killing Old Ancestor Green Robe, as he had in the original story.
Fortunately, after Old Ancestor Green Robe entered Ciyun Temple, he neither left the temple nor harmed anyone, so Blissful Boy never found an opportunity