"What's wrong with that kid?"
On the upper floor, there were over twenty cultivators, all of whom were shocked at this moment.
Zhang Xiaoshan concealed his aura, not revealing his true strength at all. With his cultivation, he could easily hide himself, leaving others unable to see through him.
They only assumed Zhang Xiaoshan was an ordinary Body Refining Martial Artist not yet in the Qi Condensation Realm.
Brother Zhao was a legitimate Qi Condensing Martial Artist.
He was certainly stronger than Zhang Xiaoshan.
That punch was at least three thousand pounds of force.
Taking such a punch directly, even a car would be crushed flat.
Yet Zhang Xiaoshan was unscathed, and instead, Zhao's arm was broken by the counterforce.
"Who, who are you?"
Brother Zhao retreated several steps, clutching his injured arm, grimacing in pain.
Zhang Xiaoshan's expression was extremely indifferent.
"I told you, you're not my opponent, do you believe it now?"
"I, I don't believe it."
