"Is this guy an idiot? Didn't that old sir just say that Kong Bin's Corpse Refining Body can't be harmed by anyone below the Innate realm?"
"Exactly! I think he's gone crazy! Calling his own disciple 'Master'? That joke could keep me laughing for a year!"
Some thought Ma Ning was a fool, while others simply felt he wasn't worth their attention. They sneered and said, "This moron looks utterly unremarkable himself. Why waste time on his nonsense? Let's just see how an Innate Expert's disciple performs!"
"Makes sense!"
Hearing this, the crowd promptly ignored Ma Ning and turned their attention back to Ye Fei and Kong Bin.
At this moment, Kong Bin's hand was just two centimeters away from Ye Fei's throat. In the next second, Ye Fei's neck seemed destined to be crushed.
"What a foolish pair—an idiotic disciple and an even more idiotic master! Claiming he could kill me in one blow? Go on, try it!"
