Whoosh!
The chestnut shot rapidly towards Iron Head's shiny bald head, making intimate contact and producing a crisp "clang" sound.
However, contrary to Zilan's expectations, Iron Head seemed to just pause for a moment, showing no sign of injury.
"Huh? No reaction?"
Zilan was slightly surprised, this big guy didn't feel any pain?
"You think this itchy force can hurt my Iron Head Skill?"
Iron Head scoffed disdainfully, saying his Iron Head Skill was trained in a temple for three years.
"Since you think the force was too light, I'll increase the strength a bit."
Zilan giggled, grabbing five chestnuts from inside, and with a flick of her jade hand, sent them all towards Iron Head's head.
Those five chestnuts carried a trace of inner power, naturally not something Iron Head's half-baked Iron Head Skill could withstand.
Bang bang bang!
Like steel coins dropping to the ground, a clear and crisp sound rang out, the five chestnuts all landed on Iron Head's head.
