C29 Withering One Finger

"Arrogant! Sit down at the Zen Martial Arts Academy. I am enlightened. I would like to experience your advanced techniques." A young monk walked out and looked angrily at Xian Qinghong, "Hmph, trying to get back at him! It's not good for you to be alone. If you were to come alone, you would end up like the baldy on the ground