The strike was immensely powerful. Feng Qiuzi should have been able to block it, but for some reason, his right hand was a step too slow.
As a result, Wang Baisheng's palm smashed squarely and undefended into Feng Qiuzi's face.
His entire face caved in from the blow, and his body plummeted from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Feng Qiuzi!"
"Wang Baisheng, you… how could you be so ruthless!?"
Cen the Ninth and Yuchi Hu cried out in shock. Wang Baisheng himself was astonished by the sudden surge in his Martial Arts prowess when Ou Zhicheng's cold voice cut in:
"For Ten Years of the Great Dream, you've gone completely insane!
"After you've killed Feng Qiuzi, are you going to kill us too!?"
Wang Baisheng was about to shake his head, but as he gazed at the object in his hand, greed suddenly overwhelmed him.
"So what if I am?"
