C283 Spring Has Arrived?

Sikong Ming looked straight at Tang Bohu, who was standing there gracefully. His face was ashen, and his chest was heaving up and down rapidly. He couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart, and then he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

One move!

He had actually defeated the young ancient martial artist whom he looked down upon with one move. To Sikong Ming, this was..