Pain!
Excruciating pain broke out, causing his forehead to sweat profusely as the sweat trickled down.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Bao slid down the wall behind him, little by little until he finally sat on the ground, unable to get up.
Pain!
The pain was so intense he couldn't breathe, his face was filled with despair, it felt…
like the sky had collapsed!
By that time, his face was as pale as clay.
With just one punch, Wu Bin had sent this guy to the ground, sitting on his behind.
Wu Bin sneered.
He looked down at him with disdain and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"You call that ability? Just now in front of me, you were so arrogant," Wu Bin sneered, sizing up the man in front of him, and finally sighed in disdain.
The opponent: "…"
His world came crashing down, facing someone as powerful as Wu Bin, how could he be a match?
