Lei Zhao's figure is even bulkier than Lu Ren's current stature. Facing such an unrestrained killing blow, Lei Zhao showed no sign of defense, but instead, his skin became a purplish-blue under the intense pressure fit to burst.
Bang!
Watching his hammer-like fist land on Lu Ren's shoulder and neck as he moved slightly aside, a hint of a smile appeared on Lei Zhao's face.
Since stepping into Bright Awakening, no one has ever endured a punch from him, let alone without dodging.
Even if it were a piece of superalloy steel, this punch could shatter it to pieces.
Clang!
A sound like a great bell echoed suddenly, with even pure white waves of air scattering from the impact.
Lei Zhao's hint of a smile disappeared abruptly. His eyes were deep as he watched Lu Ren slowly retract his fist.
"I remember the Phoenix Falcon Fist being an agility-type technique, so why is your body so hard?"
Lei Zhao also slowly retracted his fist, looking puzzled.
