"Kid, who are you? You're not from Y Country, why are you here?" the masked man asked Ye Luo in a deep voice.
"What does that have to do with you?" Ye Luo looked at the guy, utterly speechless.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better not meddle." The masked man snapped coldly.
"You talk too much." Ye Luo snorted coldly, took one step forward, and suddenly appeared in front of the other man, throwing a punch charged with Nine Yang True Qi directly at him.
The masked man's complexion changed as he swung a punch out as well, colliding with Ye Luo's strike, resulting in a muffled sound as both figures staggered backward.
"You actually..." The masked man, eyeing the terrifying strength contained in Ye Luo's fist, looked at Ye Luo with a stunned expression.
"Fiery Flame Divine Fist!"
Ye Luo activated the Nine Yang Mystic Art, and the power from his six major extraordinary meridians burst forth like a breached dam, the momentum shockingly loud like exploding thunder.
