Wang Manzi stood in front of Lin Tian, looking down at him.
Beneath his scruffy beard was a face full of disdain; the current Lin Tian was too weak, no better than an ant.
"Kid, hehe, you're still too weak." Wang Manzi sneered, swinging his right leg backward followed by a sudden kick, aiming directly at Lin Tian's vital spot.
Immediately, Lin Tian was so shocked by this move that he broke out in a cold sweat. In desperation, he rolled awkwardly to the side, barely saving his vital spot.
"Hehehe, you're quick to dodge." Wang Manzi jeered, clearly treating Lin Tian like a little mouse toying with.
Suddenly, a small silver needle turned into a streak of light, stabbing towards Wang Manzi's neck. It wasn't the Royal Spirit Divine Needle, but an ordinary hidden weapon, kept at Lin Tian's waist.
But such a little trick was nothing to a Golden Core expert like Wang Manzi; with a wave of his hand, he intercepted it.
"Hmph, trivial insect tricks." Wang Manzi scoffed.
