The airwaves spread in all directions, dust flying, the entire space trembling.
Vincent, under this tremendous force, retreated ten steps, each step causing the ground to crack. Yet his steps remained remarkably firm, without the slightest disorder, clearly relying on astonishing physical strength to stabilize his form.
In contrast, Lin Dong stood like a rock, firmly rooted in place, not even a corner of his clothes moved by the wind.
His gaze grew sharper, seemingly gaining a deeper understanding of Vincent's strength from this strike.
On one side, Golden Buddha Kuerzan, witnessing this scene, was overwhelmed with indescribable shock.
He knew well, although he was a Golden Buddha, and his physical strength was top-notch among similar beings; yet in the clash with Lin Dong just now, he was directly blown away, spewing fresh blood, and the gap was evident.
