Suddenly, a powerful Qi surged through Chen Tianlong's body, flooding him with energy. At that moment, he was like a rampaging Bao, fast as lightning.
At that moment, he struck with a speed faster than the eye could see, his fist aiming fiercely at Dao.
"Boom!"
Dao's mouth had formed an O shape, the speed was utterly unbelievable, it was simply too fast.
Not to mention a second, not even a tenth of a second had passed, and Chen Tianlong was already in front of him, his fist landing on Dao's chest.
This punch was not just any punch, it was the result of Chen Tianlong's potential being instantly unleashed, every ounce of his strength. No one knew how much force was behind it, but one thing was certain.
That is, this would be the last punch Dao would ever take in this world.
Dao flew backward four or five meters, then crashed heavily into a stone pillar, collapsing to the ground.
