'He's so damn stubborn!'
Qian Li's frustration grew as his prolonged assault failed to break through.
'I'm a dignified Eighth Grade Martial Artist, and I can't even take down a Mid-Ninth Grade Martial Artist. If Steward Qian finds out, I'll probably never be given an important task again.'
A vicious glint flashed in his eyes. The Red Sun Internal Qi in his body churned wildly as a brilliant red glow erupted from his fists, faintly emitting the sound of roiling heatwaves.
"Crimson Sun Burst!"
With a low roar, he stopped holding back and unleashed his ultimate killing move.
His right fist, carrying an astonishing heatwave, barreled toward Fang Han's chest like a miniature sun.
The speed, power, and concentration of Inner Qi in this punch far surpassed anything before it. The air itself seemed to twist and let off a scorched smell in its wake.
'Danger!'
A lethal sense of crisis washed over Fang Han, his skin stinging from the searing heat.
