Boom!
In an instant, Duan Chengguo was sent flying.
Liu Xiong squinted his eyes. Duan Chengguo's palms, as gentle as fluttering leaves, slapped with powerful force each time.
Liu Xiong felt nothing significant; except for the Cloud-Flipping Palm, which could inflict some damage on him, no matter how Duan Chengguo attacked, he couldn't harm Liu Xiong's iron hide. More than a dozen palms struck Liu Xiong's chest, only pushing him back a few steps.
"Pathetic," Liu Xiong said with a cold smile.
Bang!
Before Duan Chengguo could land, Liu Xiong lifted his foot and kicked Duan Chengguo in the chest.
Crack!
With a series of crisp sounds, Duan Chengguo was sent flying dozens of meters, directly knocking over two rows of tables at the buffet, covering himself with fruit, beverages, and alcohol. Duan Chengguo lay motionless on the ground, like a dead dog.
"Dad!" Duan Feifei cried out in horror.
