As still as a volcano that lies dormant, as explosive as thunder that cracks the sky!
The truly enraged Jiang Dali perfectly exemplified what it meant to be a human pile driver on land, someone who could kick over a horse cart and run away carrying the horse.
The thirteen Grand Protectors of the Inner Palace, though any one of them was a top-tier expert in the Martial World, and together in their combined attack and Array, even the common experts of the Heavenly Human Realm wouldn't be their match.
But in front of the real muscle tyrant, Jiang Dali...
If one really had to find an appropriate adjective for them...
It couldn't be said that they were all too weak to withstand a single blow, only that they were all trash!
The twelfth breath!
With a loud bang and a crack!
Jiang Dali's fists shot straight out, striking with force at the chest of the eleventh man.
