Li Fei was taken aback when he saw the man's stance; clearly, he was dealing with a formidable internal arts master.
Ordinary thugs threw a barrage of chaotic punches and kicks as soon as they engaged, but this burly man struck with his fingers poised like the claws of an eagle, fierce and as swift as lightning.
The next second, there was a puff! The moment the strong man's fingers landed on Li Fei's shoulder blades, they pierced through his clothing, leaving five holes.
Li Fei felt a faint pain in his shoulder and was secretly relieved that he had practiced the Qiankun Technique beforehand. Otherwise, he would certainly not have been able to withstand that strike.
The strong man exerted force with his claws but found that what he had grabbed was not the body of an ordinary person but rather a piece of steel, his strength hardly penetrating through the skin.
