Even Zhuihun and Black Madness were utterly shocked.
"What kind of marksmanship is this, so terrifying!"
"How could their strength be so formidable!"
Both of them were secretly salivating, especially Zhuihun.
He had briefly crossed hands with Su Chen before. At that time, Su Chen managed to repel him, but he could tell that after that palm strike, Su Chen didn't have much strength left.
It could be said that he had exhausted all his energy just to resist that one strike from him.
But now, Su Chen easily injured a top fighter of the same calibre as himself.
This scene seemed like a dream.
Crack—
After landing that move, Su Chen did not hold back.
He moved swiftly like a fleeting shadow, pressing forward quickly.
The Regretful Kang Dragon!
Another palm strike lashed out, accompanied by the dreadful sound of a dragon's chant. His palm was engulfed in a sky full of golden light and the roaring sound of a dragon.
The formidable power tore through everything.
