Wang Qi took two steps back, spitting out blood-tinged saliva.
No wonder he was an Immortal. His use of the Cave Heaven Measuring Stick and sense of timing surpassed Wang Qi by more than a level. Wang Qi's seemingly fatal strike turned into an opportunity for this Banished Immortal to counterattack.
For him, this was indeed a rare situation. Ever since embarking on the path of cultivation, Wang Qi had constantly defeated the strong while being weak, always using exquisite methods to defeat those whose mana was several times, even dozens of times stronger than his. But this time, he was unexpectedly suppressed by someone with mana far inferior to his!
"Interesting..."
Mei Gemu shook off the blood dripping from his hands. Not long ago, these hands could be considered delicate, but now, the muscles were so swollen they were as thick as an ordinary man's waist. It made him look like a long-armed Demon Ape.
