Fang Lin repeatedly found himself being driven back, seemingly being outmatched in everyone's eyes.
This Li Shengming's arms radiated a crimson glow, his strength magnified several times over. Even the considerably strong Fang Lin seemed overwhelmed at this moment.
If his large bone stick wasn't so firm, Fang Lin would have probably already lost to Li Shengming.
Members of the Li family cheered aloud, seemingly expecting to see a scene of Li Shengming splitting Fang Lin in two with one stroke of his axe. A disdainful smirk played across Li Zhendong's face, as if he was basking in satisfaction.
Han Luoyun carried a nonchalant expression, showing no worry about Fang Lin's plight.
Thump, thump, thump!!!
Fang Lin continued to fall back, his arms slightly numb, but his face showed no signs of panic. He was the very picture of composure.
"Let's see how much longer you can hold on!" Li Shengming roared with laughter, the glow from his arms seemingly intensified for a moment.
