"I can only say, your men deserve a beating. As for other matters, it depends on your abilities."
Tang Ming curled his lip disdainfully, unwilling to waste words with such a person.
"Fine, in that case, let me taste your martial arts."
As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhimen roared with anger, carrying a powerful surge of Qi as he charged toward Tang Ming, but then...
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, Wang Zhimen was kicked in the chest by Tang Ming. His Gang Qi collapsed, his body flew out of the courtyard, and he heavily hit the ground.
Seeing Wang Zhimen being kicked away, Wang Shilei and others were dumbfounded.
That was a Three-star Martial Master, yet he got kicked away so easily. What kind of strength did the other party possess?
"With such little skill, you dare to be arrogant in front of me."
Tang Ming sneered coldly, looking at Chen Cang and said, "Throw them all out. If they dare come and provoke us again, cripple them all."
"Got it."
