"Little Tu, just watch, your master's imposing..."
Zhou Wuliang spoke softly, then coughed twice, bright red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He felt a bit uncomfortable, wanting to cough seven times, but after the fifth cough, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't manage a sixth...
He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "The Foreign Race is so easy to deceive."
"Only five times, huh..."
"Forget it, that's enough, old friends, accompany me on a trip, this small spectacle is unworthy of my disciple."
As Old Zhou spoke, the twenty-four red Treasure Beads behind him flickered with a ghostly light and trembled slightly.
Amidst the sounds of countless explosions, Zhou Wuliang charged alone towards the Seven Great Alliances' General Alliance!
