Qi Zhen Dao Saint was still in a bewildered state.
This was indeed his divine skill.
Moreover, this divine skill was quite extraordinary. If it were anyone else, they would likely be shattered under his punch.
But why did this white-haired youth in front of him seem completely unfazed, and instead kicked him over?
Then, he saw the white-haired youth grab his collar and lift him up.
Qi Zhen Dao Saint tried to resist, but realized the white-haired youth had slapped him once, rendering him unable to summon any power within himself.
In terms of sheer physical strength, the opponent displayed an overwhelming advantage, and he couldn't even struggle.
"As a Dao Saint, with only this level of ability, I truly feel ashamed for you." Li Chen lightly shook his head and said.
"With this kind of skill, you dare to put on airs? Seems like I wasn't wrong after all."
