The blood bar, it possesses a kind of magical power.
Before seeing the blood bar, it's impossible to assess the opponent's strength, but once the blood bar appears above their head, no matter how fierce or formidable they seem, it gives one a sense of confidence to try.
"Oh, okay, alright." Wan Mingchuan was momentarily confused, but upon hearing his master mention the true form seemingly recognizing the opponent's origin, he suddenly thought of a crucial problem—his master was using all paper crafts, and the flame he finally managed to produce is still unstable, if it accidentally catches fire, wouldn't it be counterproductive?
But just a quick flick of Pigsy's hand when lifting the curtain raised Wan Mingchuan's image rapidly in the minds of the villagers of Riverfront Village.
He had just stepped aside to pick up the gold coins the Xu Family elders threw when some villagers came over to get close with him.
