Beiming Kong's mind was flooded with the memory of his first battle with Feng Wuchen.
That image made Beiming Kong extremely wary.
At that time, Beiming Kong was about to execute a martial skill, but before he could unleash it, he mysteriously flew backward.
Beiming Kong had no idea what movement technique Feng Wuchen had employed, which left him totally unprepared and without any warning.
It was the same now, facing Feng Wuchen's movement technique again, Beiming Kong still had no idea.
This was what Beiming Kong dreaded the most about Feng Wuchen, for it was the second time he had witnessed Feng Wuchen's ability to move instantaneously.
Beiming Kong's brow furrowed slightly, his face darkening, as Feng Wuchen's punch had enraged him.
With a vicious glare, he looked at Feng Wuchen beside him, his fierce and chilling murderous aura sweeping out wildly, leaving one breathless.
"Buzz, buzz!"
