Puzzlement

The Demon King wasn't even intimidated by Yan Liqiang's flying fist. He struck out with his own fist without thinking too and met Yan Liqiang's Eight Extremities Fist technique head-on.

BOOM…!

The loud noise echoed throughout the pine forest, sending the piled snow under the Demon King's feet fluttering away in the air. The Demon King himself also was sent flying backward by the impact from the collision of their fists. Blood and Qi rolled in his body as his arms went shockingly numb.

On the other hand, Yan Liqiang chased after the Demon King closely as though he was his shadow. Before the latter could even catch his breath, Yan Liqiang struck out the second time with his fist, and this time, the force in it was so much stronger than the first...

Losing his golden opportunity, the Demon King had no choice but to brace himself and receive Yan Liqiang's attack with both palms.