Chapter 145: The Fake Table

he bronze hammer, producing a deafening metallic clang and showering sparks.The Third Elder's face changed. He hadn't expected Chen Ping's fist to be so hard, actually colliding with his copper hammer...nch tearing through the void in an instant, accompanied by a series of deafening blasts!Because there was a formation protecting him, the man wasn't afraid to reveal himself by fighting.The man's spee...