The Old Daoist watched the scene from the side with his heart in his mouth, feeling as though he were walking on thin ice and breaking out in goosebumps all over his body. In all his long years, he had never once seen a Sage slapped around so many times by a mere ant. Not only that, he had never seen an ant dare to strike a Sage, nor had he ever witnessed a Sage actually allowing an ant to slap him. It was practically the ninth wonder of the world, utterly unbelievable and mind-boggling to the point where his jaw hung slack, his eyes bulging outward in extreme shock until they nearly popped from their sockets.
Having finished slapping the Green-faced Daoist, Zhang Yifan still felt unsatisfied. He suddenly rushed forward again, grabbed the Green-faced Daoist by the face, and began raining fierce slaps left and right.
One, two, three, four, five... After landing a full eighteen slaps, Zhang Yifan finally stopped. The reason he hit him so many times was simply because this Green-faced Daoist had been the one to launch an attack while Zhang Yifan was suspended in mid-air; otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered giving him so many smacks.
Chapter 174