Lao Da, Why Haven't You Made a Move Yet?

"Blood Fiend Divine Saber!"

With a single raise of his hand, Blood Snake unleashed a full-powered slash, sending a crimson blade aura tearing toward Zhao Si to show him just how terrifying he was.

Zhao Si's expression darkened. I didn't go looking for trouble with you, yet you came after me.

Zhao Han watched from the side with curious interest, wanting to see how Zhao Si's cultivation had progressed over the years.

"Tiger Fiend Vajra Body!"

Zhao Si's whole body shuddered. Killing Intent burst from him as his muscles swelled, and his entire frame grew several centimeters taller.

His muscles grew rock-solid, packed with strength.

Clearly, having traveled alongside Zhao Han, Zhao Si knew that one had to train comprehensively to maintain an advantage over opponents in the same realm. So he had started with body tempering.

"Tiger Wind Mountain Splitting Fist!"

With a powerful sidestep, Zhao Si threw his fist with all his might. His fist force was wrapped in Killing Intent, sweeping forward with a tiger's fierce wind and tremendous force.

"Oh, body tempering!"

Blood Snake's eyes lit up. He had actually run into someone who, like himself, cultivated body-tempering martial arts.

It seemed his opponent really did have the right to stand aside and watch the show.

"Clang!"

Zhao Si's fist struck the blade aura. His fist force didn't yield to it—in fact, he held it back by sheer force.

But he managed to hold it for only three seconds. His strength gave out, and the slash sent him staggering backward. His clothes split, and a faint bloodstain appeared on his body.

Clearly, though Zhao Si had trained hard and built a body-tempered physique, he was still no match for Blood Snake.

Blood Snake, however, looked impressed and praised him:

"Young man, at your age, you've already