Mince Them and Feed Them to the Dogs
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
The atmosphere instantly turned tense.
Levis was the strongest single combat fighter on Hong Dali's side. In the face of challenge, he showed no fear!
He might not be able to win, but if it was surviving three moves, it should be no problem.
"Be careful." Wu Qing had just finished speaking when he seemingly vanished from where he stood. When Levis caught sight of Wu Qing again, he was already very close to him.
His entire right arm was entwined by a violent black aura, like a layer of solid armor. Previously, Feiyun and the other three men's Mysterious Cloak had also coalesced and formed an almost solid armor around them. However, compared to Wu Qing's aura, it was like comparing straw mats to armor!
Their fists connected.
"Pow—!!!"
A loud sound was heard and unexpectedly, Levis flew more than ten meters backward before he managed to steady himself and stay standing.