"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Buzz!"
In the high sky, the fierce battle raged on. Zhao Zhiyang exerted all his strength and even used his movement technique, but he was still unable to suppress Feng Wuchen.
"I had no idea you actually possessed such formidable power!" Zhao Zhiyang said grimly, gritting his teeth as he struggled to hold on.
"It seems you underestimated me," Feng Wuchen said with a slight cold laugh, his dark pupils flashing fiercely.
Zhao Zhiyang, who sensed this, changed his expression immediately, scared out of his wits.
"Could it be that this kid has yet to use his full strength?" Zhao Zhiyang felt a surge of secret panic when he noticed the ferocity in Feng Wuchen's eyes.
"Swoosh!"
The next second, Feng Wuchen's figure disappeared in an extremely bizarre and magical fashion.
"What?" Zhao Zhiyang's face changed drastically once again. The moment Feng Wuchen vanished, Zhao Zhiyang felt as if he had lost something.
