An afterimage flickered before his eyes. Its speed was incredible! Zhang Cangsong couldn't track Long Chen's figure at all. By the time he registered what was happening, Long Chen already stood before him. In response, he threw a fierce punch at Long Chen!
But his fist met only empty air. Looking closer, he saw that the space before him was now empty.
Zhang Cangsong was completely baffled. That punch should have been a guaranteed hit, but it missed?! This is impossible.
Just then, someone suddenly patted his back. His entire body went rigid, and a cold dread washed over him, making him shudder. He spun around to see Long Chen staring at him with a smile.
"Ah?!"
Before he could react, Long Chen's fist connected.
BANG!
Zhang Cangsong's face twisted in pain as a spray of blood and broken teeth flew from his mouth. Like a kite with a severed string, he was sent flying backward once more, crashing heavily to the ground. A wave of excruciating pain overwhelmed him.
