The surface where Zhao Luo had punched wasn't even scratched even a little.
Even though Zhao Luo was impressed by the unyielding nature of the metal but then he sulked as he felt disappointed with his strength.
Sigh~
"Not even a scratch...", Zhao Luo gazed at his apparitions while mumbling out his dissatisfaction.
"Go."
He commanded them with a single word which was enough for them to understand their task.
The nine apparitions moved towards the mountain and as they got close to it. They started punching the shit out of it.
"NO HOLDING BACK GUYS."
Zhao Luo shouted while looking at his apparitions throwing their fists rapidly at the mountain.
The dark space erupted with a single repetitive sound of banging that had even enveloped the farthest parts of the dark space.
Zhao Luo also pulled back both of his elbows towards the sides of his stomach.
"Huff~"
Zhao Luo calmly breathed in with closed eyes.
