Heng Sao Tian Ya
"he can withstand a third of my strength" "truly impressive" Zx: well... No one is an opponent for me except my clone, however you can still withstand a 3rd of my strength. Oh well, ethir A or B you will still die in one punch Hall master xing: pukes blood, bleeds from all apretures, then dies in embarrassment. Zx: damn... And to think I thought combat Masters were strong