Seeing Forsythe explode, Zhu Bajie's expression was nothing but taunting. "A little nobody like you dares disrespect me like this. I see!"

The words were spat out coldly as Zhu Bajie exploded with internal energy, clutching the nine-toothed rake as he met Forsythe's blow.

Clang clang clang…

In the blink of an eye, the long sword and the nine-toothed rake clashed endlessly, letting out a series of deafening clangs. It had been barely three rounds, and Forsythe had stumbled back from blow after