824 One-hit K.O.!

Yue Zhong saw that Wang Cheng was being unreasonable, stepping out just to hit him, and his eyes flashed with rage. He twisted his body slightly, dodging the incoming slap by a hair's breadth before his own right fist shot out like lightning as it slapped Wang Cheng's face.

Pa! Pa!

Yue Zhong did not even have to use his Type 7 strength, with just his flesh, it was tyrannical enough. Wang Cheng did not expect him to even react and was not able to defend when Yue Zhong slapped him twice. Due to the impact, some of his teeth were sent flying amidst some blood.

Murong Wang's gaze constricted, as he felt slightly better, "Nicely done!"

Murong Wang's subordinate had been slapped by Yue Zhong before, seeing Wang Cheng suffer the same fate, his grudge eased slightly.

Tang Xi's gaze was also full of shock, "What an insane speed!! If he was dealing with me, I wouldn't be able to dodge that either. How strong is he exactly? Peak-Type 6? Or half-step Type 7?"