A hard fist smashed into Monk Le Yuan's chest. Both sides stood where they were and began a primitive power struggle.
Jiang Li did not use spiritual qi and only used his physical strength to press forward. The other party combined all of his strength and used a technique to deflect the force, continuously transmitting Jiang Li's strength to the ground.
In terms of strength, Jiang Li's fist was undoubtedly stronger, but the various methods of his opponent were sufficient to offset this portion of the disadvantage.
Two bodies that were harder than steel were squeezing each other, emitting creaking sounds. It was as if some solid metal object was slowly deforming under the immense pressure.
Jiang Li's strength continued to increase bit by bit. Under the pressure of the enormous force, Dharma Master Le Yuan's chest could no longer rise and fall. However, to cultivators, not breathing for more than ten minutes could not cause any trouble.
