"This barbarian, does he really think I, Li Chimei, am so easy to handle?"
Faced with Jiang Dali's provocation, Li Chimei, after an initial surge of anger, gradually calmed down.
His speed began to increase even more, his figure almost like a gust of wind, turning into a high-speed blurry shadow circling Jiang Dali, with fists, palms, fingers, elbows, and legs launching in rapid succession.
The Players and native NPCs inside and outside the Martial Arts Arena were all watching with unmatched astonishment, exclamations rising one after another.
In their eyes, their village chief seemed to be caught in a yellow hurricane that moved swiftly, his long blood bar slowly dropping.
And the blood bar above that yellow hurricane, though fluctuating, was dropping at a very slow pace and frequency.
"Village Chief!"
Wan Wan called out in a low voice, releasing the Heavenly Demon Aura in an attempt to intervene.
