Although he was knocked flying each time, Xu Zimei was not discouraged.
He very much enjoyed the sensation of fists meeting flesh in these collisions.
The Kunlun Mirror trembled unceasingly, as if each tremor sent ripples through the Kunlun Range.
At this moment, Xu Zimei seemed to be resisting the entire Kunlun Range.
One's strength alone is limited, yet it can also be limitless.
"Boom, boom."
As the collision grew more intense, the power of the Great Dao surrounding Xu Zimei became even more majestic.
The countless Great Dao was like a river spanning the heavens and earth, surging continuously.
Surging across the world, water leapt for miles.
Like a dragon's roar in a tsunami, the Great Dao was vast and mighty.
This was the power of the Great Dao continuously evolving and transforming.
At first, the onlookers hadn't noticed Xu Zimei's spectacle.
And there was Xu Zimei being suppressed.
But as Xu Zimei grew stronger.
