Bam!
With one punch, the little monk was knocked back again.
The guy held his eye with one hand, gritting his teeth.
Damn, he had already raised his combat power to the Nine Stars limit, yet he still got punched in the eye. How humiliating!
Fortunately, the other person probably didn't know his true identity, so it was no big deal.
This kid's combat power must exceed Ten Stars!
Gasp, to find such a genius in this Immortal Realm!
The little monk was in a dilemma. He had just said he'd unleash his true strength, yet even the Nine Stars limit wasn't a match for Shi Hao's punch, putting him in an awkward spot.
Increase combat power again?
Isn't that a joke? You've already gone serious, can you be even more serious? Besides, directly breaking the limit?
Wouldn't that just tell Shi Hao there's something wrong with me?
So, the little monk froze for a moment, then turned and left.
"Since the benefactor doesn't like it, this humble monk won't sell you any wine."
