Venom does not understand the circulation of Power, and blood and energy mean nothing to it.
But it can directly twist the part where force is exerted into a real pretzel; just ask yourself, are you scared or not?
In a certain sense, Venom has truly mastered the Seven Kills Fist to the point of returning to its pure essence.
"Woo—"
With a punch, the air trembles into ripples, crashing towards Lin Yi's head. Before the fist arrives, the terrifying wind pressure has already pressed Lin Yi's hair into the scars on his face, stinging the skin painfully.
As the punch is thrown, Venom's other hand is not idle, picking up the "gibbering" phone from the ground.
Then the arm stretches and thins, extending over ten meters, like presenting a treasure, and hands it to Feng Mu who is watching the fight silently from not far away.
Even during the most primitive slaughter and devouring, Venom never forgets to be filial to its father.
