ointing his right hand at Tang Wulin, and the fire gourd above his head erupted with a jet of flame, reaching Tang Wulin's face in an instant. 。At this point, there's nothing left to do but give it a...At this time, on the rostrum, Chiguozhangting sat there, but his brow was creased with veins, revealing his utterly restless mood. His expression was slightly ferocious, and his hands gripped the armrests tightly. he had ever seen forging where the metal was smashed flat during the process. 。"Wouldn't this damage the structure" He was soon surprised to find, no, it wouldn't! The flattened metal sprang bac...