In an instant, it was as if a massive wave soared up, carrying the screech of rent air, and smashed straight toward Momochi Yugoro's chest.
"Ignorant of life and death."
Momochi Yugoro sneered, advancing instead of retreating.
He slightly withdrew his right leg half a step backward, twisted his waist, and channeled the power of all his muscles into his right fist.
No fancy techniques, just pure strength collision.
Bam!
The two fists clashed violently in mid-air.
A visibly white wave of air exploded in the atmosphere, shaking the scattered glass shards around into fine powder.
Zhao Lei grunted, only feeling an unimaginable force akin to mountains shifting and seas overturning gushing through his arm.
The "Tidal Spiritual Power" imbued in his fist was crushed and shattered instantaneously upon contact.
The bones of his right arm emitted a lamenting creak, unable to bear the burden.
