With the Mountain Dragon King Left Arm, it would be hard for Di yihong to die even if he wanted to.
His sense of security was through the roof.
He was just enjoying himself.
Then a noisy commotion came from outside.
Di yihong instinctively activated Spirit Scan and saw Tang San a hundred meters away, dragging a middle-aged man over while half-heartedly trying to hold him back.
"Teacher, don't be impulsive!"
"That Di yihong has a sharp tongue. You can't outargue him!"
"Let's go back. Why bother arguing with him?"
He got it.
Tang San was egging Yu Xiaogang on and bringing him here to cause trouble.
Otherwise, how could Tang San, already a Three Ring Soul Grandmaster, fail to hold back a level twenty-nine, two-ring Soul Grandmaster?
What a joke.
Everyone, we've got a good show coming up. Di yihong teased. Someone's delivering himself right to my door so I can slap him in the face.
"God of Phoenix": From the sound of it, it's probably Yu Xiaogang, right? "God of Speed": Huh? "God of Phoenix": Zhuqing, what do you mean? Everyone in Shrek knows how capable the streamer is by now. Only that blockhead Yu Xiaogang would dare come here. "God of Speed": I didn't say anything. "God of Phoenix": But you said everything! "Nine Color Goddess": Fatty actually knows how to use his brain now. I'm still not used to it. "God of Phoenix": I'm already a god! Are you people kidding me?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After the rough pounding on the door came Yu Xiaogang's rebuke.
"I am Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang. I heard you forced my disciple to say that I'm a half-baked fraud?"
"If you've got the guts to do it,