The shattered ground gradually turned into dust around the surroundings, and everything once again returned to the gray fog.
During the descent, Xiang Long still firmly held onto Huang Dao's collar with his right hand. Then, he raised his left fist behind him: "Huang Dao, this punch is for the people you killed."
After speaking, he swung down with force using his left hand.
Huang Dao tilted his head to dodge, looking at Xiang Long's eyes and frowning slightly. Then, his eyes suddenly widened as a powerful thrust emerged, pushing forward with his eyes as the base. However, this force had no effect on Xiang Long, and with no reference points around, it even felt as if the skills didn't activate at all.
The skills were useless, and there was no need to test the rest.
Huang Dao thought, then he raised his right hand and grabbed Xiang Long's right wrist.
