章節 885: This Matter Has to Be Solved Quickly!

At the top of the mountain.

Satoru Fukuhara sneered, "Is this the so-called number one prodigy of Shaolin?

To think that I thought you were an expert!

How disappointing!"

"You…"

Lingjue flew into a rage out of humiliation and got up, preparing to charge forward.

"Senior Brother Lingjue, don't go over!"

"Senior Brother Lingjue, this old fellow is too strong. You're not his match!"

"Little Master, don't be rash. Hurry up and leave!"

A few Shaolin disciples, Lei Iron Mountain, and the other two stopped Lingjue.

Satoru Fukuhara retracted his spear and said disdainfully, "Shaolin? Hehe, you're nothing much!"

"Old thing, how dare you insult our Shaolin Temple!"

Lingjue was so angry that his chest heaved.

"Piss off!"

Satoru Fukuhara shouted coldly and could not be bothered to look at Lingjue again.

"Senior Brother Lingjue, let's go!"

"Little Master, let's go!"