"Ping'an, punch me," Song Changming said, pointing to himself.
He wanted to test the toughness of his new skin after strengthening it to the Extreme Realm.
"Alright!" Song Ping'an swung his muscular right arm and grinned.
He was no stranger to such requests from Song Changming, having grown accustomed to them by now.
"Brother Song, don't forget I've just broken through to the Sixth Realm recently!"
"Can't forget, hurry up, no need to hold back," Song Changming nodded.
Song Ping'an didn't say more and assumed a stance, bending forward to launch a punch directly.
The fist landed on Song Changming's abdomen with a dull thud.
The next moment, Song Ping'an felt like he had hit an iron plate. He withdrew his fist, and Song Changming remained unmoved. Not even a red mark was left on the spot where he was struck.
This discovery left Song Ping'an somewhat deflated.
