"Martial Master Level 8 cultivation, and you dare to clash with me head-on," Hu Tian's eyes revealed a trace of disdain.
He was the young Clan Leader of the Tiger Clan, a publicly acknowledged super genius who made light work of challenging those above his level. Now, a Bull-man whose cultivation was one level lower than his also wanted to clash with him head-on—utterly overestimating himself.
"Let's just fight, why all the useless talk?" Wang Hao curled his lip.
"You're asking for death!!"
The cold smirk at the corner of Hu Tian's mouth grew even broader. A dull sound welled up inside him, and in an instant, a terrifyingly strong aura burst forth. His speed surged as he leapt forward, unleashing an extremely fierce offensive like a tiger descending the mountain.
"Bang!"
The next second, a deep sound rang out, accompanied by a noise akin to breaking bones, and under countless astonished gazes, Hu Tian's body retreated backward as if hit by a massive hammer.
