Balje originally thought that his threat would make Lin Fei afraid, but he did not expect Lin Fei to reject his words directly.
Moreover, he even called Balje 'mud', which was clearly mocking him.
The martial arts experts from other countries also could not believe their ears, calling Balje 'mud'.
"Bastard!" Balje was like an enraged bear, gritting his teeth.
He grabbed his leather jacket with both hands, tearing it open with a ripping sound, revealing a hairy, muscular chest.
Balje clenched his fists, his feet spread wide, adopting a combat stance, exuding fierce energy.
With a thunderous roar, his bare upper body erupted with Martial Saint Qi, burning like flames.
"Die!" Balje surged toward Lin Fei like a wild bear, launching an attack.
This punch broke through the air instantly, producing a terrifying shriek, exerting pressure on Lin Fei.
As if intending to crush Lin Fei into minced meat with one punch.
