"Roar!"
"Boom..."
As Chen Tang unleashed a punch, the beast-shaped wristband radiated a brilliant golden light. A fierce golden fist, several meters large, burst forth, accompanied by a savage beast's roar that shook the soul. In the blink of an eye, it was already before Mu Yanfu.
Simultaneously, Wen Jiyue, understanding the tactic, struck from the other side, blocking Mu Yanfu's path of retreat.
"You're looking for death!"
"Boom!"
"Poof..."
The old fellow was startled; his expression turned ferocious in an instant. With a roar, he swung a fist to meet Chen...
He, too, was a Higher Thirteenth Stage. As the two forces clashed head-on, Chen Tang's Beast Emperor's Roaring Fist couldn't overpower him. They were evenly matched, their bodies sent flying apart by a terrifying backlash of forces.
Because of this, the abruptly unbalanced Mu Yanfu could no longer dodge Wen Jiyue's strike from behind.
