He could even clearly hear the sound of the Champion Fighter's qi-blood rushing through his body, as if a mighty river was surging inside him. The roaring was like waves crashing, and each breath caused the air to tremble.
Standing there like a grand, immovable ancient god mountain, exuding a terrifying suppression.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Each heartbeat was like a war drum pounding, making Phase Kill's ears buzz.
He could feel his qi-blood churning instantly, rushing violently through his meridians.
Feeling a wetness at the tip of his nose, he reached out and found that he was actually having a nosebleed.
"Damn, he's really strong!"
His gaze swept towards the Alien Race Warriors beside him, they didn't seem to be feeling well either.
Hmm, that's comforting, I'm not the only one suffering.
"Body Technique, is the foundation of slaughter."
At this moment, the deep, resonant voice of the Champion Fighter directly echoed in Phase Kill's mind.
