"Qingfeng Li, what you did was shameful! You put a steel plate in your shirt which broke my fist." Chuang Zhou covered his broken fist and said with rage.
Chuang Zhou used all of his power to hit Qingfeng Li with his fist. It felt like hitting a steel plate. No, Qingfeng Li's skin was harder than a steel plate. It was like an impregnable iron block and it broke his fist directly.
After he heard what Chuang Li said, Yijian Zhou also became mad. He knew that his son's punch was about two hundred pounds in strength. How could it be possible that it would not break Qingfeng Li's bones? It turned out to be this bastard wearing a steel plate.
Qingfeng Li was filled with joy right now, feeling excited, so he didn't even hear what these guys said.
Qingfeng Li never thought about being so powerful after becomin a master at ancient martial arts. His skin was like iron that is impregnable and invulnerable.
