The middle-aged powerhouse moved incredibly fast, throwing a punch towards Lin Tian who couldn't evade and had to brace himself for impact.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed as their fists collided fiercely. The middle-aged man landed on his feet, standing with his hands behind his back, but Lin Tian's fist felt like it had hit a wall, a tremendous force rushing into his arm. Had his body not been tempered by the Dragon Transformation Liquid, that punch would've crushed his arm into a pulverized fracture.
His blood churned, and his arm went numb; he stood in place, taking several deep breaths.
The middle-aged powerhouse had a Treasured Sword strapped to his back, he was the strongest person Lin Tian had observed that day, with solid "Mirror-Condensing" strength.
The middle-aged man spoke, "That punch just now, I only used sixty percent of my strength. For a youngster like you, not even fully at Mirror-Condensing stage, to withstand sixty percent of my power, you should be proud."
