Now Tiger Tamer Didn't Want to Play Anymore

What part of you is low-key? Sheng Xiaoying couldn't see it at all. Liu Mang agreed. Qin Fen was like a firefly in the dark; wherever he went, he could blind you with his brilliance.

"Thank you for guiding my disciple, Master Qin!" Liu Mang smiled. For now, his disciple still had a slight edge.

Qin Fen didn't know what to say. He hoped Tiger Tamer wouldn't take it to heart. That thought finally brought his attention back to the ring. Dual-Mindedness was amazing, but there was a delay when he switched between his phone and the match. He couldn't follow both at once, and talking to a television screen would look strange. Sheng Xiaoying would definitely notice.

Qin Fen had no choice but to put one thing down to focus on the other. For now, he watched the match.

Tiger Tamer surveyed his handiwork with satisfaction. The young monks around him were flushed with excitement.

"Ancestor, you're amazing! You made that roof beam so fast!"

Naturally. Tiger Tamer was an Arhat, after all. "You flatter me. It was nothing special!"

"Ancestor, you really are amazing! You finished so quickly! Look, the others started at the same time and they're only halfway done!" It was true. The Arhat Golden Body was no joke; ordinary mortals couldn't match his strength.

Tiger Tamer chuckled. At last, he felt like his old self again. It felt great.

"That's enough talk. There's still plenty to do. Let's keep going!" Tiger Tamer smiled smugly. Little Yan Kong didn't cause trouble this time, and Yan Fa let out a long breath of relief.

Don't give up! Keep it up, my friend! I'm rooting for you!

Qin Fen knew nothing about it. He was watching the ring. Chen Muyuan was an established master; after retreating a little,