Li Huai wore a relaxed expression, while Leng Mo furrowed his brows.
Before this, Leng Mo had heard Wudao talk about Li Huai. He originally thought that Li Huai was just good at martial arts, but now it became obvious that Li Huai was more than just good.
With that fist alone, Leng Mo used at least 30% of his strength, intending to blow Li Huai away. But Li Huai didn't budge, as solid as a mountain, and he appeared so relaxed. It seemed that he had underestimated this young man.
"Not bad!" Leng Mo coldly voiced these two words, yet his usually calm eyes contained an unforeseen hint of excitement.
Apparently, Leng Mo was like Li Huai - the stronger the opponent, the more excited he became.
"Is that all?" Li Huai suddenly exerted force, just like Leng Mo. He intended to use his inner strength to blow Leng Mo away, but to his surprise, even almost half of his strength seemed to have no effect on Leng Mo at all.
Crack!
The floor beneath them cracked open, forming a dozen cracks.
