Chen Sheng's pupils twitched slightly as he looked around.
Although his punch earlier had not injured Li Wuji,
the surrounding walls of the courtyard had now all but disappeared.
Not far away,
Li Sheng, dressed in a suit, was angrily approaching him at breakneck speed.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye,
he had already closed in front of Chen Sheng.
His muscles swelled, straining his suit.
Li Sheng raised his fist and struck at Chen Sheng's skull.
It was clearly just an ordinary punch,
but an inexplicable momentum arose from it.
In Chen Sheng's eyes, Li Sheng's figure seemed to magnify infinitely,
as if a giant supporting heaven and earth were smashing stars down at him.
"Martial Arts Supreme Fist, huh..."
Chen Sheng muttered.
It was the skill name he saw on Li Sheng's attribute panel while observing him.
Although he didn't know how powerful it was,
its formidable aura was indeed frightening.
It was just a pity,
that it did not scare Chen Sheng.
