Bang! ——
The loam on the ground trembled slightly.
With a step, Jiang Dali's figure shot forward like an arrow, unleashing a punch mixed with a deep explosive sound, his entire momentum fierce and alarmingly ominous.
"What a fierce man!"
The figure ahead, who was dodging the darts, was shocked, roared and with his body surged forward, his clothes rustling loudly. His body flipped eerily like a swimming fish to Jiang Dali's side, his hands sharply poking toward Jiang Dali's acupuncture points like the beak of a crane.
"Seeking death!"
Jiang Dali's eyes emitted a cold light as he roared; his muscles and skin inflated suddenly like tires.
Bang——
His opponent screamed in pain, feeling as though his fingers, which struck Jiang Dali, had hit a spring-loaded iron plate and were rebounding as if about to break.
Before he could retreat, a huge fist tore through the air, roaring towards him.
The man's face turned pale as he lifted his arm to block.
Crack——
