บท 817: Striking Where It Hurts

At the Profound Wind Holy Land, in the White Valiant Region.

An elderly man and a youth stood in the air, right overhead the Holy Land.

The youth carried a long wooden staff on his back, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression lofty.

"Young Master Tong, this place is the White Valiant Region's boundary-line," the elder said.

"En, this White Valiant Region is average in strength; virtually all of them here are Rank Nine Holy Lands. There's no challenge for me at all!" the youth said in annoyance.

"In this one year, Young Master Tong's strength made remarkable progress. Heaven and Earth Staff Art had been mastered 50% of in terms of level and skill. Given time, Young Master Tong will definitely be able to reach Master's standard," the elder said.¹