A dull thud echoed.
Qin Fang felt a massive, overwhelming force assault him. The point where their fists met felt like a solid block of iron!
...However, aside from a numbness in his fist, he felt nothing else.
Still, his body couldn't help but retreat two steps.
As for Zhou Xing, a hint of shock appeared on his face... He had also felt his fist smash against hard iron, and a faint numbness spread through it.
Moreover, his opponent's power had clearly exceeded his expectations, forcing him to take two steps back as well before he could steady himself!
HISS!~~
He sucked in a sharp breath, looking at Qin Fang in disbelief.
"You..."
'Is this the Mid-Mingjin Stage?!'
'This Physique, this intensity... it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him at the peak of the stage, would it?!'
A sharp glint flashed in Qin Fang's eyes. "Senior Brother, be careful!"
He pounced forward again!
