"Damn it, Zhou Bai has mutated!" a female student screamed as she was about to launch an attack with the power of her Primordial Spirit on Zhou Bai but was blocked by Ying Hui who, stroking his beard, said, "Take a closer look! He's just ugly in motion, not mutated."
On the other side, Zhou Bai, crawling and writhing, twisted his neck to reveal a bizarre smile and charged in the direction of Jiang Ran, whose heart felt a hint of unease at the strange movement.
Boom!
As their fists collided, Zhou Bai was sent flying once again, but Jiang Ran's complexion suddenly changed. Previously, when he bombarded the opponent with the power of his Primordial Spirit, it was fine, but just now, when he struck the opponent's fist directly with his own, mixed with the power of his Primordial Spirit, he immediately felt as if his fist had smashed into a mountain.
"This guy's so hard!"
