Bang!
Accompanied by a dull thud, Ye Qiu's right fist exploded with power, landing heavily on Iron Lion's body. In the next moment, Iron Lion was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
Poof!
Iron Lion suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, channeling all his strength to steady himself, but it was of no use. He was sent flying back more than ten meters before plunging into the sea with a splash.
Almost simultaneously, the entire space fell silent!
Every gaze, shocked to the extreme, was fixed on Ye Qiu.
"How is this possible?"
"How can this person be so strong? He's clearly already seriously injured, yet he defeated Young Master Huo's bodyguard?"
"What kind of power is this? This is terrifying!"
