Clang, clang, clang, three clashes.
The immense force finally suppressed the unconscious Fang Che, forcing him to retreat.
Then Li Changkong transformed entirely into a large hammer, wielding a long sword, relentlessly slashing at Fang Che.
One cut after another.
With tremendous force.
It seemed as if he was treating Fang Che as a metal block to be forged.
Clang, clang, clang...
Each cut was a total suppression, without causing any harm to Fang Che.
As he hammered away, Li Changkong adjusted his strength, feeling so shocked that he was almost bewildered.
This guy... how is his power endless?
After suppressing him with three hundred consecutive strikes, when this guy slashed again, his strength hadn't diminished at all!
Are you a demon in disguise?
Even a King level genius, at the Peak of Ninth Grade, should have exhausted their strength by now.
Yet this kid still seemed inexhaustible.
