Red Moon World, inside Fatty's dwelling.
Yibai gazed at Fatty, who stood before him.
He was quite eager to witness the full extent of Fatty's strength and had Fatty hit him with all his might. He wanted to see Fatty's martial practice.
He saw Fatty unite his stance and waist, then threw a punch toward him.
With that punch, a violent gust of wind enveloped the area.
In the next moment, Fatty's fist had reached his face.
Yibai raised his hand gently and easily caught Fatty's fist.
Thump!
A muted sound.
Fatty's fist was easily caught, and the tremendous force behind it disappeared without a trace upon meeting Yibai, failing to stir the slightest ripple.
"True Dragon, you're too amazing,"
Fatty said with a bitter smile on his face.
Despite his earnest practice over so long, he couldn't even manage to shake Yibai.
This starkly highlighted the gap between them, a difference like that between clouds and mud.
"Your practice is quite good,"
