บท 178: Torturing Chen Li!

Zhao Tian grabbed Chen Li's collar and threw him to the center of the arena. *thud* Chen Li rolled on the ground, still reeling from the severe pain in his back, and he struggled to push himself up, blood trickling from his mouth with each cough.*cough* *cough*

Chen Luo's heart burned with fury as he witnessed his son tossed around like a trash bag. 

Lang Jian who is the Sect leader of Stormweaver sect, had a frown on his face, curious about Zhao Tian "I can't see through his cultivation base properly. Is he using some kind of artifact or seal to hide his cultivation?" he muttered, glancing at Ning Xue wondering if she did something.

Che Li turned his head and saw Zhao Tian again walking towards him through his blurry vision. Struggling, he placed his quivering hands on the ground, trying to push himself and stand up.

He didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so strong that he would be defeated by him in just a punch.