Watching the fist wrapped in a pale blue stream of energy rapidly approaching, Xu Yuan knew very well that he shouldn't attempt to take the punch head-on.
As a person cultivating energy, engaging in a physical contest of strength with a martial artist was a foolish thing to do.
He had far too many other options to choose from,
such as using Step Void Slash to dodge its sharp edge, or the Qingyu Sword in his hand to inflict a counter-damage on Manfang, or even condensing a protective barrier in front of him.
But for some reason,
Xu Yuan just wanted to take on the Barbarian King's punch with his flesh this time.
And this almost instinctual desire suppressed his logic and battle instincts.
In the air that seemed to solidify, as that graceful figure was blasted away, his palm and the fist collided with a thunderous impact.
Silently,
the shattered ground and the hurricane that was raised directly swept away everything in the vicinity.
