Adolf's sudden and rapid attack caught all members of the Soldier King Group off guard, fortunately, Zhao Fei reacted in time, lashing out with a kick towards Adolf's knee.
Adolf neither dodged nor avoided, but instead a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he swiftly lifted his right leg, bracing for a head-on collision with Zhao Fei. The sound of the collision between their legs, along with the crackling of breaking bones, was the only sound besides the thud that filled the air.
Zhao Fei staggered back two steps, his teeth clenched tightly, fine sweat beading on his forehead, his face slightly pale. His eyes turned grim, hands clasped into fists, and veins bulging on his arms.
