Boom!
Captain Haowu threw a punch, attempting to directly knock Liao Ping off the stage.
Clearly, his Qi Blood was about to run dry, and it was meaningless to continue trembling.
Moreover, this bespectacled guy had a bit of an eerie vibe.
Swish!
However, Liao Ping adjusted his glasses frame, just a slight movement of his foot, and he narrowly dodged the punch.
Extremely fast.
In the eyes of others, it was in the blink of an eye.
But in Captain Haowu's eyes, it seemed as if Liao Ping had already calculated the trajectory of his punch.
After all, he didn't even glance at him before dodging the punch.
Is it possible?
Even a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist couldn't achieve this.
How bizarre.
...
"Seal released."
"Release successful."
"Seal released, Liao Ping is invincible."
"Damn, the seal is finally lifted."
...
The shouting from the Beiwu Camp grew louder, the intensity of their excitement felt somewhat strange.
