This single punch concentrated all his Qi and Blood and spirit. It was the strongest strike he had unleashed since becoming a Martial Artist.
He wanted to see just how wide the gap was between himself and a true top-tier genius.
Xu Wuyi watched the two incoming bolts of thunderous fist energy, his gaze calm.
He raised his left hand, fingers spread, and pressed lightly into the air before him.
"Suppress."
He uttered a single word.
A formless will descended.
The two rampaging bolts of thunderous fist energy abruptly froze, three meters in front of Xu Wuyi!
As if they had slammed into an unseen wall, the lightning flickered violently, but they couldn't advance another inch.
Chen Tao's expression changed. Gritting his teeth, he surged his Qi and Blood, causing the fist projections to swell with power and the roar of thunder to intensify.
But the next second—
Xu Wuyi gently clenched his left fist.
BOOM!
