Thunder cauldron tribulation

The burly young man's face was completely scrunched up, and it was twisted with endless pain.

Bang!

Lu Ming's fist was filled with a terrifying amount of energy and it exploded.

The burly young man's fist exploded like tofu.

"

The burly young man's body retreated crazily and he let out a hysterical scream.

The two of them exchanged a punch. The fist did not shatter Lu Ming but he himself.

"Now, go to hell!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold as he strode toward the burly young man.

"Ah, what are you doing? What are you doing?"

The burly young man shouted like a frightened little girl, without any of his previous arrogance.

At that moment, there was only fear in his heart. The strength of Lu Ming's physical body had exceeded his imagination. It was definitely above rank-6.

His physical body had reached the sixth grade even before he reached the martial King realm. How did he cultivate?