Metal
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Thump!"
Qin Wu pressed his hands in front of him, and a colorless barrier appeared in front of him, blocking the fist.
An extremely brutal force surged over him, causing Qin Wu's palms to go numb. He was secretly shocked and immediately retreated a few steps to dissipate the impact.
Jian Muzhi paused for a moment. After forcing Qin Wu back, he immediately dodged.
"Leader?"
Two of his team members immediately came to his aid and asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. I'm fine."
Qin Wu looked in the direction of Jian Muzhi's escape and fell into deep thought.
He felt that the aura on Jian Muzhi's body was extremely chaotic, and his eyes were filled with explosive anger. It was obvious that he was forcefully restraining himself.
Also, he didn't use any blood spells, only his fists.
Then, he thought of the strange right half of his face.