Chu Feng's words seemed to have stirred up the hatred in the depths of Bai Ziyuan's heart.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His body, which he had planned to dodge, stopped abruptly.
The powerful pressure caused his bones to creak.
But Bai Ziyuan didn't seem to notice.
He had changed his usual refined image.
He let out a beast-like roar.
"Roar!"
He was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain.
At this moment, his fists seemed to have become two huge tiger claws.
They had the power of shattering gold and rocks.
He grabbed at Chu Feng ferociously.
"Haha, this is more interesting!"
Seeing this, Chu Feng was not afraid at all. He even burst into excited laughter.
On the other side, Bai Ziyuan erupted with all his C-rank spiritual energy.
However, Chu Feng still maintained his spiritual energy as a reserve warrior.
This was more challenging.
"Take another punch from me!"
