"Quan Jue, how dare you! Since you're Lu Xian's son, I won't hold it against you!" Ye Yichen was already furious. When he heard Quan Jue's provocation, he instantly lost his cool.
"Who do you think you are? You said you are linked to my mother. Are you even worthy?" Quan Jue sneered.
Ye Yichen's head exploded with a bang, and he charged toward him with clenched fists.
Quan Jue dodged his fists and kicked him in the stomach.
The moment his foot made contact with him, the magnetic field around Ye Yichen changed. His skin turned a faint yellow as he received the kick without moving.
Quan Jue could clearly feel that his kick had made direct contact with Ye Yichen, but it felt strange. It felt like he had kicked a rubber ball, and most of the energy had been dissipated.
Quan Jue's kick could have easily shattered two of Ye Yichen's ribs, but with about 80% of the power dissipated, Ye Yichen only grunted.
