There's an old saying that fists fear the youth. How could this old geezer, already at his age, dare to compete with him in strength?
Even before he learned wrestling, he never lost a fight barehanded.
"You..."
Seeing the confident look on the monster's face, Xiang Rong suddenly realized something.
He hadn't failed to change reality; at one point, he even succeeded. Driven by a forceful will, his body had already unleashed power of impossible magnitude.
But this forceful will that could change reality collided with another reality.
His hesitation, his confusion, his doubts, his reluctance, his greed, his perseverance, his plans, his decisions... From the moment he needed to devise a way to deal with this monster, he had already lost completely.
With his strength, it's not just Ruan Shantao's disciple, even Ruan Shantao himself, he could kill without a second thought—yet this time, just this once, he thought too much.
One misstep, and it becomes an eternal regret.
"Ugh!"
