The disciple of the great master

A slap, very loud.
Xuanyuan Kuo fell to the ground with blood at the corners of his mouth, and golden circles were swirling around his eyes.
My vision gradually became blurred as the slap came.
He looked at Lupan Clark's back.
The look of reluctance!
He is unwilling to accept it!
It ended in such a humiliating way.
But even if he was unwilling, he still...
Everyone in the audience watched him faint and no one dared to say a word.
Wang Hui was still immersed in...