Zhao Kuo, who had fallen to the ground, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his expression one of disbelief.
"How is this possible, you've always been my underling, how did you beat me?"
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he struggled to stand.
However, as soon as he got up, he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood and fell back down.
It was quite evident that Tang Jun's punch just now had been no small feat.
Tang Jun himself was somewhat astonished by the power of that punch; he had not expected it to be so formidable.
He knew that, apart from his own decade-plus of accumulation, what was more important was the Body Refining Technique that Lin Dong had taught him.
That Body Refining Technique was like a key, unlocking his body and unleashing all of his strength.
"Brother Dongzi, your Body Refining Technique is just too powerful."
At the moment, Tang Jun looked towards Lin Dong, his eyes shining brightly.
Lin Dong smiled but did not speak.
