"Kid! Go! Let me see if I can take down this bronze furnace." Wu Yao suddenly launched an attack, taking the initiative against his opponent.

In an instant, Wu Yao transformed from calm to domineering, Spiritual Qi surging around him. It was as if a true deity had descended, a powerful aura emanating from within him, making him seem like a god or demon charging towards the ninth heaven.

He clenched his fist, exuding an overwhelming presence. At the same time, a force swept Xu Wuzhou away, sending him to a distant place.

The next moment, Wu Yao turned into a blur, directly assaulting the black-robed old man.