Anyone who could cultivate to this level was certainly no fool.
They might not have been the most talented of their generation, but they were definitely the best at self-preservation.
So, he chose to flee!
"Trying to run? You're not going anywhere!" the Military General roared, gritting his teeth as he executed an incredibly profound Fist Technique.
"Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound!"
As he shouted, every muscle in his body tensed. Qi and blood rushed into his fist, instantly suffusing his entire right arm with terrifying power.
He threw the punch, which flew out like a ferocious tiger pouncing for the kill.
"A parlor trick!"
However, the child-like youth from the Blood Dragon Platform merely glanced at the attack. A sneer played on his lips as he simply lifted his leg and kicked.
BANG!
The Military General's attack instantly shattered. He was sent flying backward like a rubber ball, crashing heavily to the ground.
CRACK!
