Given the current situation, it's clear that Luo Yi is well-prepared. Unable to gauge his strengths, Xiao Feng thinks it's better to attack Gao Tian, who seems unprepared.
As a former member of Devil's Concentration Camp, Xiao Feng understands he cannot be careless against such opponents. He wouldn't be surprised if Gao Tian and Luo Yi have strapped explosives to themselves for mutual destruction.
"You're courting death!" Gao Tian laughed wildly, throwing a fierce punch.
"Bang!" The collision of fists produced a dull thud. Xiao Feng retreated a step, mitigating much of the impact, whereas Gao Tian stumbled back three steps, his expression utterly incredulous.
Gao Tian shook his wrist; just one punch made his entire arm feel numb, showing Xiao Feng's strength far exceeded his expectations.
"Again!" Xiao Feng gestured, eagerly ready for more.
This time, Gao Tian stayed silent, roaring as he charged like an enraged bull towards Xiao Feng.
