Chapter 155: The Palace on the Mountain
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The beast's attack was sudden and swift, but Zhu Rong managed to react in time and counterattack.
As soon as his fist landed squarely against the beast's face, a powerful burst of spiritual energy exploded, and a figure was sent flying at high speed until it crashed against a nearby tree.
The impact was strong enough to leave a deep dent in the trunk, which shook violently, making several leaves rain down.
Zhu Rong stood right where the beast had appeared just moments before, rubbing his fist with a thoughtful expression, then looking again toward the tree.
'What the hell is that beast's skin made of? Why is it so tough?' he grumbled inwardly, feeling his arm tremble slightly as if he had just smashed his fist against a thick wall of metal.
This made him curious but at the same time a little worried.
It was the first time since he had reached the fourth stage that he felt such resistance against one of his attacks.
