Boom!
The golden fist heavily slammed against the massive black shield, emitting a muffled explosive sound, and a heart-stopping crack appeared on the surface of the shield.
"So strong?"
Vlad III let out a shocked exclamation, and the shield shattered into pieces. Immediately, he felt a vast surge of force rushing towards him.
"Ah..."
He let out a low roar and was directly blasted away, flying backward in mid-air for over forty meters before crashing into a building, finally stopping amidst the ruins, struggling to get up.
"We won!"
Witnessing this scene, Yao Qiantu shouted with joy. Since Vlad III couldn't withstand this savage punch, he would no longer have the power to continue fighting.
"Hmm?"
However, at that moment, Yao Qiantu noticed a sight: Lv Chunyang's body was trembling continuously, and cold sweat was trickling down his forehead.
This was a sign of exhaustion.
"Damn!!"
Yao Qiantu's heart sank.
