Grandmaster?
What is a Grandmaster?
The crowd looked at Lin Mu, puzzled. Could it be that Lin Mu is some kind of Grandmaster?
"To be able to break through my 'copper skin and iron bones,' you must be a Grandmaster!" The middle-aged man's voice trembled with unconcealable fear.
"Copper skin and iron bones? You haven't even touched the threshold of body refinement, yet you dare speak of such things!" Lin Mu's eyes filled with mockery as he stood with his hands clasped behind his back. While he exuded no imposing aura, the posture alone gave him an air of profound mystery.
"Cough, cough!"
The middle-aged man struggled to get up, but a pain as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart wracked his body. The moment he managed to stand, he collapsed again.
The entire hall fell dead silent.
But in the next moment, something even more shocking happened.
