737  Shi Turiming’s Pride and Joy

"Yowza!" shouted Yun Mofeng as he shot up like a spring, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He clutched his butt, convulsed all over, and screamed pitifully. "How is it possible for an ant to beat me?"

The others were also shocked.

"He actually managed to injure Yun Mofeng?" Qing Xuan's eyes widened in surprise, and when she noticed Yun Mofeng's wound, her hand quickly shot up to her mouth.

The gap between the Heavenly Realm and the Wisdom Elite could not be adequately described in words at all. Therefore, it was also impossible for a treasure to fill this gap. However, it was clear that the branch Shi Turiming was holding did just that!

Shi Turiming stood where he was and apologized to the branch, "I'm sorry for shoving you up the butt of that scum. I couldn't help it…"