Yu Wen shouted loudly and leaped forward.
Fang Che remained motionless, and only when Yu Wen's momentum reached its peak and was about to attack did he finally raise his hand, revealing a pale white palm!
He slapped directly!
A loud slap echoed.
His hand smacked against the opponent's palm, sending it crashing back into his face. The wild force didn't dissipate, and Yu Wen's whole body was flung ten zhang away, landing on the ground with a thud, unconscious.
The crowd was in shock.
Too savage. No matter how you attack, I'll just slap you away with brute force!
Fang Che's expression remained unchanged, he said indifferently: "Next!"
"I am... at the Seventh Grade Martial Marquis level, here to learn."
"Slap!"
Fang Che slapped him away again, emotionless: "Next!"
"Next!"
"Another one!"
"Next..."
The last challenger, a Ninth Grade Martial Marquis at the peak, just a step away from breaking through to the King level, stepped forward.
Fang Che finally changed his stance.
