Pang Feng punched Zeng Ziping to death, shocking the entire arena. Many were so scared they wet themselves.
But Pang Feng seemed utterly oblivious to everything around him.
He kept on throwing punches!
Just now, everyone had witnessed the power of his fist—his strength was such that he could shatter mountains with a single punch.
If he were really to cut loose and deliver a full set of punches, the tiny stage and the small square would not be enough for him to exhibit his full might. With so many onlookers around, I'm afraid plenty of innocents would end up as collateral damage.
Luckily, Pang Feng had created a unique style of boxing. As he fought on the ground, its power would manifest in the sky.
Above in the heavens, a gigantic water dragon swept across the sky, following the movements of Pang Feng's punches. Slowly, dark clouds gathered above, creating a menacing omen.
"Rushing Sky Hammer," Pang Feng threw a punch towards the sky.
