Seeing that Li Yao was about to reach the blonde woman, the muscular man, whose face had half collapsed, showed amazing vitality and managed to stand up. He even broke a branch nearby and charged at Li Yao, sweeping everything in his way.
His skin was overflowing with an inhuman metallic gloss, making him look like a lump of lumpy iron. When he punched, the air was filled with the sound of rushing wind.
Li Yao's direction and speed remained unchanged. However, he suddenly leaned forward and kicked the iron fists of the bald, muscular man with his right hand on the ground. After a series of hurried and dull noises, dazzling sparks were bursting out between their fists and feet.
"Asshole!"
The bald muscular man finally roared in fury.
