But then—
Clang clang clang clang clang!
A series of sounds, like tightly strung steel wires, suddenly erupted from Pei Jinye's body, and only Gongsun Qianfeng, who was in close proximity, could see clearly—
At this moment, a large number of muscles on the surface of Pei Jinye's body were bulging, throbbing, and swelling in a non-human manner...
The charging figure stirred the surrounding air into a frenzied, fabric-tearing screech.
At this moment.
It was like a bolt from the blue! Thunderbolt explosion! Pei Jinye's vitality fully unleashed, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and, in a fit of hysteria, ferociously punched down.
Not to mention Gongsun Xiuwen in the distance, even Gongsun Qianfeng was dumbfounded.
He had originally thought that Pei Jinye was an exceptionally powerful swordsman.
But now, it seemed, the opponent's close-quarter flesh combat was not inferior to those of the Body Technique System warriors.
So, what exactly was this guy's style?
