บท 211: A soft persimmon?

Ming Cheng, the martial madman who was usually low-key and only knew how to cultivate, actually had such strong strength. If he said he would defeat bai chi in 30 moves, then he really meant it.

It was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Baichi, is this your true strength? You're really disappointing. From now on, you'll be removed from the top ten experts, and your ranking will be inherited by me!"

Ming Cheng shouted.

Bai chi gritted his teeth, his face ashen, but he could not refute.

He was originally ranked tenth in the top ten experts. Now that he was defeated, he naturally should withdraw from the top ten experts 'ranking and be replaced by Ming Cheng.

also, you don't have the right to stay in this courtyard anymore. I'll give you three days to move out.

Ming Cheng laughed.

"What? Don't you go too far!"

Baichi roared.