"Crack... Crack..."
Hao Jian's hand gently gripped, and the iron rod was deformed in his grasp. He snorted, and with a shout, pushed his hands outward.
"How is that possible?!"
"Nothing is impossible."
A calm voice issued from Hao Jian's mouth, his foot lightly stomped the ground, unwilling to waste words with these people, he dashed directly forward.
"No!"
Qiao Ji saw such an extraordinary man, and a look of surprise spread across his face. A person who could resist external objects with his own strength; this was exactly what they had been striving for!
This was also their experimental goal, but what frustrated him was that with every experiment, all they got was a corpse covered in decay.
Seeing a living person now, how could he not be overjoyed? But the next moment, seeing this person charging towards him, his expression changed drastically.
"Hmph!"
