"How did you throw that punch?" Long Xiliang raised his palm upright, letting Miemie Dragon punch his palm.
Miemie Dragon lifted his tiny fist. "Like this!"
As he spoke, his fist sliced through the air, swinging straight toward Long Xiliang's palm!
When he swung his little fist out, the man caught the subtle shift in the air under this kid's punch!
In Long Xiliang's pitch-black pupils, a fierce, violent aura burst out!
For the Long Family descendants, who had been forced into cruel training since childhood, whenever they encountered danger that could injure their bodies, their instinctive reactions would be awakened!
"Ha!" The little guy's punch landed squarely on Long Xiliang's palm, and the force of it was so great that even the air around them seemed to tremble!
The man's large hand wrapped around the child's fist; his palm was shaking, and his entire arm was busy absorbing and digesting the force that the child had just thrown at him!
