บท 1061: A Myriad of Stars Surround the Moon

Suspending in the air, Zhang Tie just watched how the two elders of Immortal Fist Position Sect flew towards Nangong Sheng, doing massage, setting fractures or pouring medicament into his mouth. Not until a few minutes later did Nangong Sheng flew back into the air with the two elders once again in a wobbly way...

"Master Nangong, will we continue?" Zhang Tie asked kindly.

Nangong Sheng looked pale and very embarrassed. This defeat was a strike on his body and spirit at the same time; additionally, he had to sustain the series of aftermaths, "I...I admit that I've lost it. I cannot match you on fist skills...From today on...my Immortal Fist Position Sect will stay far away from Iron-Dragon Sect..."

After finishing his words, Nangong Sheng swayed a couple of times in the sky like being collapsed as if he was going to fall off...