"Interesting!"
He muttered to himself.
Wang Teng, who was in the limelight, retracted his fist casually and looked at Mo Yanyang indifferently.
"How dare you be impudent in front of me with this little Strength."
"You!" Mo Yanyang's lofty body kept retreating from the impact. He stared at Wang Teng in astonishment. He still couldn't believe that his arm was destroyed by Wang Teng's punch.
Didn't the other party just advance to the heaven realm?
Why was there such a terrifying power?
He could tell that his opponent didn't use any Force or Domain Power. He was just using his physical body to fight with him.
But this was even more unbelievable.
He was the Devil Rock Race that was known for their strong physique. Normal martial warriors wouldn't be able to compete with them in terms of physical strength. Why was the situation reversed here?
"Don't disturb me. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you die faster," Wang Teng said coldly. He didn't care how shocked the other party was.
