Facing Xu Tianyou's attack, Yang Shiqi remained calm and even showed a bloodthirsty smile.
The distance between the two was already short, and in less than a breath's time, Xu Tianyou's fist was about to smash into Yang Shiqi's face.
Thud—
A dull thud resounded, followed by Xu Tianyou spitting blood and being knocked back, almost flying out of the Saint Dragon Restaurant, causing many cultivators to widen their eyes in surprise; they hadn't expected the aggressively approaching Xu Tianyou to be repelled by a single move.
"Idiot," Qi Xie muttered disdainfully while Sun Lin's face also broke into a mocking smile.
Who didn't know that Yang Shiqi's strength lay in his physical body? Xu Tianyou daring to clash head-on was simply seeking death.
Xu Tianyou wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, fury written all over his face.
