What is this kid trying to do? Even Ye Chuan himself was somewhat bewildered.
Logically speaking, after his punch, Chu Mo should have been seriously injured.
In an instant, Chu Mo moved, reappearing right in front of Ye Chuan.
"Kid, you're courting death!!"
Ye Chuan bellowed angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
However, the next second, when Ye Chuan was ready to smash Chu Mo to death with his fist, he found that his fist couldn't move.
Looking down, he realized that at some unknown point, Chu Mo had grasped his fist.
Furthermore, an endless strength surged forth.
Ye Chuan tried to pull back his fist but found it completely immobile.
"Kid, what... what are you doing?"
Ye Chuan's face slightly changed, especially when he saw Chu Mo's icy cold eyes, which startled him, and he couldn't help but ask.
"I'm sending you to death!!"
Chu Mo's eyes flickered with endless cold, and then, his other hand suddenly raised.
