Gao Linzhi had just picked up three Advanced Skill Stones when he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him.
The skill "Basic Dodge" and the talent "Absolute Dodge" stacked together, activating passively!
His body rose with the wind like a willow fluff.
A flash of cold light grazed past him.
When he turned around, he saw "Yang Clan Players*Qingfeng."
The other man's face was twisted with rage. All traces of his former gentleness and courteous manners were gone.
"Hmph. Sure enough, money can move people's hearts." Gao Linzhi wasn't surprised.
"Damn you! Why don't you just lie down and die, you lowborn wretch?" Qingfeng gripped a dagger, his eyes glinting with malice.
"You keep calling me a lowborn wretch. Do you think you're so noble? Go back ten generations, and your old man was tilling the fields for a living, too!" Gao Linzhi kicked out.
Qingfeng tried to dodge, but how could he match Gao Linzhi's talent, skills, physique, and eyesight?
The kick sent him crashing into the ancestral hall wall, smashing several slabs of bluestone.
If not for the silk lining beneath his Steel Armor, that blow would have killed him.
Fortunately, his physique was still at 80 points. He wasn't that easy to kill.
Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Gao Linzhi, his face full of resentment.
"You bastard! Do you know how many families and companies have had to change course and rethink their plans because of you alone?
"Do you know how much the order of things is going to change because of you?"
"Do you know..."
"I only know you're going to die today!" Gao Linzhi strode forward, kicked him again, then planted a foot on his chest and ground him into the floor.
"You uncouth lowborn wretch... Cough, cough..."