"This guy is terrifying."
Lei Zhenzi's back was drenched in cold sweat. If that kick had landed, wouldn't he be crushed into mush?
He had thought he was already overestimating Iron Hand, which is why he gathered four or five martial artists to come along with him, even bringing along a cross-training master from the Tu Family. Yet, he never imagined Iron Hand's strength would be even more frightening than he had expected.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream rang out again.
Just as Lei Zhenzi was momentarily stunned, aside from the three, another two martial artists who came along were caught by Iron Hand. One was grabbed fiercely and thrown into the air like a rag doll, crashing onto the ground with a loud bang.
"Bang, bang!"
With a few slams, the ground was cracked open, and that person was already a shapeless mess of blood and flesh, blood splattering everywhere, staining a radius of over ten meters.
"This man is too terrifying, let's get out of here."
