Qin Chuan suddenly made his move, shocking everyone present.
"Has this guy gone mad?"
"Does he not realize what the name Liu Kuangren signifies?"
However, it was only Liu Kuangren himself who, at that moment, realized just how terrifying the masked man was.
Liu Kuangren felt an extremely dreadful aura rushing toward him like an overwhelming force.
His pupils shrank instantly, and with an almost reflexive response, his strong combat instinct made him immediately retreat.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, under the astonished gazes of all, Liu Kuangren was sent flying over a dozen steps back by Qin Chuan's punch, stabilizing only at the edge of the mountain peak.
Even though he had chosen to retreat at the first opportunity, he was still too late.
He desperately suppressed the blood that had surged to his throat, refusing to let it spill, and stared fixedly at Qin Chuan.
"How is this possible? Did I see wrong?"
