"You're courting death!"
The man's eyes instantly blazed with fury, and he threw a punch at Su Chen!
Though the punch was powerful and intimidating, Su Chen, facing someone at the Kaiyuan Middle Stage, wasn't concerned in the least!
"Smack!"
With a casual wave of his hand, he deflected the punch effortlessly!
The man immediately felt as if a set of iron whips had struck his hand, and it went numb and swollen!
What was going on?
How could he land a hit?
"Boom!"
Unconvinced, he switched hands and threw another punch, this time the fist's aura making a "hissing" sound in its wake!
"Slap!"
A loud smack sounded again as expected, sending his hand flying once more!
What on earth was happening?
He felt intense pain shooting through both hands!
This was too bizarre!
Not only him, but even Lan Xinyi was somewhat stunned!
This was someone at the Kaiyuan Middle Stage!
"Iron Bull Fist!"
