The long spears they thrust and the spells they used were simply incapable of breaking his defenses.
Even his skin…
Remained unscathed!
Despite countless attacks landing on his body, Fan Wu stood immovable like an iron tower, unshaken by the tempest.
"What kind of monster is this guy?!" a scion of the Fu Clan exclaimed in disbelief.
As his words fell, he suddenly saw Fan Wu in front of him, unleashing a punch in his direction with a boom.
This disciple of the Fu Clan was perplexed—why would the thief in front of them throw a punch at the air? The punch didn't seem to hit anyone!
However, the very next moment.
He understood.
He was no longer puzzled.
The punch that Fan Wu hurled through the air was so powerful it seemed to burst the air itself, the thunderous explosion causing the eardrums of every Fu Clan scion and house servant nearby to tear with excruciating pain.
