As he threw his punch, the air itself violently twisted, and even before his fist arrived, Lan Xuanyu already felt an intense choking sensation. The Bloodline Whirlpool within his chest spun furiously, about to unleash the Dragon God Transformation.
Just at that moment, suddenly, a surge of great strength came from behind. In the next instant, Lan Xuanyu's body was flung away, and a stout figure appeared in his previous position, also unleashing a punch.
"Boom—"
The stout figure staggered back three steps, leaving three deep footprints on the ground, but Zheng Longjiang was brought to a halt as well.
He glanced at his right fist, which now had several blood marks on it.