"Hmm?"
Sayar stopped in his tracks, tilting his head in confusion as he looked at Mu Fan.
Mu Fan took a sliding step back, landing three meters away, his left palm up in front of his eyes, a fierce look piercing through the gaps in his fingers at Sayar, his right fist pulled back to his waist.
As their gazes met, Mu Fan revealed a simple smile.
Then, in the next moment, like a fully powered heavy armored vehicle, he violently crashed into the invisible wall Sayar had erected.
His right fist, with a crazy and brutal aura, heavily pounded on the invisible force field created by Sayar's casually outstretched hand.
Boom!
A loud tremor resounded.
This time, the sound was louder, and the shaking felt beneath their feet was clearer.
People even felt their hearts lurch.
Time seemed to freeze again!
In the distance, the dwarf Smedley stood on tiptoes to look over, but saw Mu Fan still holding the same position as before.
Ah, a failure.
