Chapter 142 They Were Killed Within a Second

These Martial Practicers obviously did not expect Jack Ye to have so much patience. He waited for half an hour. After half an hour, even the other Masters on the stage became anxious, and then the three finally stood up. They were very confident. The Third Elder took a deep breath. His hands gently stroked his cheeks. His old face, which was originally wrinkled like tree bark, actually became smooth and young again, making him look as if he were a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s. "Is this the...