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"Pfft!"
Stabilizing his stance, Situ Xian felt his inner Qi roiling in his body, churning like a reversed river in his throat.
He desperately tried to suppress this surge of Qi and blood, but failed to do so, vomiting a large mouthful of thick blood with a retch.
All around, the members of the Situ family wore expressions of shock, their faces filled with disbelief as they watched the scene unfold.
Their pillar of strength, struck and sent flying by a young man's palm, even spitting blood?
"You… who exactly are you?" Situ Xian felt an immense fear gripping his heart as he stared intently at Yang Fei, asking this question.
The move he had just executed had been without reservation, his full effort, and yet here he was the one thrown backward.
Remembering the contact with the young man's palm, Situ Xian still felt a lingering sense of dread from the robust and dominating force that had been transmitted to him.
Too powerful, too domineering!
