West Emperor threw a punch but missed Ye Long. With another frenzied roar, like an agitated gorilla, he spun around and launched another punch!
Ye Long watched the ferocious punch come at him, every strike filled with immense momentum, which gave Ye Long quite a headache. Just dodging wasn't a solution, was it?
He did not know when the effects of West Emperor's drug would wear off. If it lasted for half an hour or even an hour, it would be unbearable for anyone!
"Boom"
While Ye Long was momentarily distracted, West Emperor's fist struck his chest. Ye Long felt a dull pain in his chest, and then his whole body was propelled backwards by a massive force!
"Damn..." Ye Long clutched his chest, which hurt badly and felt oppressively suffocating; it was almost deadly.
Da Zhuang, standing by the side, rushed over to Ye Long's side, worriedly asking, "Big brother, are you okay?"
