The angle was practically devilish, while the arc was graceful and elegant.
There wasn't the slightest sign before he attacked, nor was there any killing intent to be sensed. His movements were quick, his posture was handsome, and it gave people a kind of pleasing and delightful feeling. It was wonderful to watch.
But that kind of wonderful feeling was something only spectators and Luo Cheng got to enjoy. The person punched felt so much pain that they wished they were dead.
That was especially true in regards to those incredibly arrogant fellows who liked to look down their noses on people. That kind of mental wound far surpassed the pain of the flesh.
Gongsun Jinxuan roared, and fire-red runes flew through the air. A terrifying flame soared, instantly spreading everywhere. Within a dozen meters of his body, everything was a fire-red, making him look like some flame god.
