He kicked in the air.
The Free State's elite King of Combat's head flew up.
He didn't even have time to close his eyes when he fell to the ground.
Such a fierce kick.
It caused the minds of all the martial artists present to short-circuit once again.
The CPU burned twice in a row in just ten seconds.
What the hell?
Was there really nothing wrong with this world?
Why was it that his three views had been thrown to the ground and rubbed again and again in a day?
He looked at the young man on the stage.
The shock that countless martial artists felt in their hearts was comparable to the explosion of the sun.
"Oh my god, did I forget to bring my head with me when I went out today, or has the world really gone crazy?"
"That kick just now was so fast that it left an afterimage, right? Was this really a physique that a young man could possess?"
"He actually killed an elite fighting king with a single kick. How terrifying!"
