Su Qiang was stunned.
But after all, he was a martial artist!
He quickly recovered!
"Bastard, not bad strength!"
"Watch me exert force!"
"Exert force! And more force!"
Su Qiang kept exerting force, almost using up all the strength he had.
However, on Tang Yi's face, there was still that harmless smile, seemingly oblivious to any pain.
This wasn't what Su Qiang had anticipated.
A thought crossed his mind, could this guy be made of steel?
At that moment, Su Qiang's face finally changed.
"Su Qiang, what are you doing?"
Liang Bing said with a meaningful smile, "Do you and Tang Yi hit it off so well that you can't bear to let go of each other's hands?"
Su Qiang's face flushed with embarrassment, ready to exert strength again.
The next second, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming from his palm.
It was like being clamped by iron tongs.
With a cry of pain, Su Qiang quickly withdrew his hand and retreated rapidly, almost losing his balance.
