"Bang!"
Wang Zai'an managed to dodge the hand chop, but he couldn't evade the kick from Tie Niu. He was kicked straight in the body, staggering back several steps, a streak of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Zai'an was indeed at the Mythical Realm, but Tie Niu, although not at the Mythical Realm, was just a step away from it. The gap between them wasn't significant, especially since Wang Zai'an dared not fight Tie Niu to the death; thus, he lost in terms of momentum.
"Without reaching the Mythical Realm, you're destined to be an ant. You seem to be an impostor after all, unwilling to risk your life against me? In that case, I'll kill you today."
Tie Niu grinned savagely, hesitating not a bit, lunging at Wang Zai'an again, his hands continuously striking out, transforming into a flurry of palm prints enveloping Wang Zai'an.
"You're courting death."
