The two words, "It's over," boomed like thunder across the sky.
As the words left his lips, Chen Yang took a step forward, his right hand gliding out to push Li Ben. It was such a simple push, yet the bull-like Li Ben, who had been smirking in preparation for a counterattack, was sent stumbling back several steps before falling flat on his rear.
Li Ben: "..."
The onlookers: "..."
In an instant, everyone was stunned speechless!
The tower of a man, Li Ben, had been pushed to the ground just like that? He looked like a toddler who had just learned to stand, toppling over from the slightest touch.
"This..."
Everyone exchanged looks of disbelief.
A look of shock washed over Li Ben's face, which then darkened at a visible rate until it was uglier than a pig's liver.
How is this possible?
He didn't even know how he had been pushed over; he had only felt a powerful force surge toward him.
