บท 127: Profiting from Someone's Misfortune? Are You Okay with It?

A massive rumble could be heard as the earthen courtyard wall collapsed. Fiery Thunder tumbled into a different sect's courtyard. In the end, he was sprawled on the ground and quickly disappeared.

Aqua Thunder didn't fare any better than Fiery Thunder. The bones of his two arms were completely broken, and his lower stomach was caved in. The man knelt on the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. It looked like he was unable to die from his appearance.

"How is this possible?"

Aqua Thunder had already been ejected from the state of the Great Sage Fist. He looked at Qin Fen in helplessness and disbelief. The Great Sage Fist combined with hypnosis made him truly akin to the Monkey King Sun, giving him a body of copper skin and iron bones. He wasn't afraid of even an encounter with a practitioner of the Iron Mantle. How did a practitioner of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art and on the same level as him break his arms so easily? And six of his ribs as well?