I Still Prefer Fists
Editor: Atlas Studios
On the screen, an area with a radius of hundreds of meters was almost in ruins.
A huge pit appeared in the ground, as if the ground had collapsed from an earthquake. However, everyone knew that the damage was caused by the aftershock when Lin Feng and Liu Chengfeng attacked with all their might.
The ground had collapsed so deeply from the explosion in an instant, and with a range of hundreds of meters. How terrifying was that power?
As the dust settled, a figure gradually appeared on the screen. It was still that somewhat hideous armor. Even the armor was completely undamaged.
Lin Feng's gaze was calm. He looked at the huge pit below. There was nothing left in the pit.
"Actually, I still prefer fists…"
Lin Feng looked at the sky and said faintly.
Swoosh.
Liu Chengfeng woke up, but his forehead and back were covered in cold sweat. He had lost. He had lost terribly.