"Boom!"
"Rumble..."
In a fit of rage, Revered Blood Eye punched out, his figure towering at three meters, arm as thick as a hill ridge. As his fist launched, a succession of small black holes appeared before the fist face, quickly repairing and closing again, repeatedly, life flickering.
The sight was so astonishing it made onlookers draw a sharp breath...
Such power, Chen Tang couldn't possibly clash head-on with him, especially since he hadn't intended to use the power of the Beast-shaped Wristband. Hence, a direct confrontation would be impossible; he could only fight by maneuvering.
"Shoo!"
In a flash, Chen Tang avoided the punch, his Xingyuan Warblade high, poised to strike.
Clearly, Revered Blood Eye had expected Chen Tang wouldn't dare to meet him head-on, so the force of his punch was still intact as he suddenly twisted his shoulder, the fist momentum drawing a half-circle in the air, transforming into a hook punch, once again smashing towards Chen Tang.
