Just as they started discussing, Li Ang fought off the wooden door with a sudden burst of strength from his body. It seemed as if he hadn't been affected at all but instead took steady steps forward.
At this moment, Pius Juli had gradually started to feel desperate. The wooden door he desperately tried to block with his body, pushed against him like a relentless hydraulic machine, constantly advancing at a steady pace.
From the huge cheers of the audience, it wasn't hard to deduce that the name of this hydraulic machine on the other side was Li Ang.
"How is this possible? It can't be!"
Pius Juli's mind echoed with this question until he was pushed off the platform, hanging mid-air by the safety rope, still unable to understand.
