"What a statement—people are different! I want to see just how different!"
As the chief disciple of Yuangang Hall, Yu Bufan was equally proud, yet he never understood why, when facing Jian Wuji, he always felt a notch lower in aura. This feeling made him extremely dissatisfied, and with a roar, brilliance overflowed in his eyes. He ignored the distance of dozens of meters and launched a punch toward Jian Wuji.
Bang!
The Qi force from the punch spun wildly, generating intense friction that ignited the Fire Yuan Qi in the air. From afar, it appeared like an enraged dragon diving into the sea, its momentum unfathomable.
Jian Wuji remained expressionless; without drawing his sword, he switched it to his left hand and pointed with his right finger.
Sizzle!
Sharp intent spread out, piercing the void with a refined sword light. The blazing punch force was instantly shattered, and Qi force rampaged, causing Yu Bufan to stumble back three steps.
"Not enough!"
