At this moment, Wang Hu's face was calm, still standing there without moving a muscle. Clearly, Wang Hu hadn't suffered any harm. Wang Hu was also astonished in his heart, never having imagined that his fist technique would be so powerful after his elder brother's guidance. He had only exerted eighty percent of his strength, yet it was this formidable. Wang Hu himself was a little surprised for a moment.
Ye Qingfeng, upon seeing his opponent's state, couldn't help but look utterly shocked. He simply couldn't accept such a result; his full-strength attack hadn't even touched the opponent's clothing. This was simply inconceivable!
What on earth is the opponent's fist technique that makes it so powerful!
Note that I am two cultivation levels higher than my opponent, and yet I was made to spit blood with a single move. This makes no sense!
The sect disciples below the Martial Arts Platform were stunned upon witnessing this scene, left speechless.
