Northern Martial Zen clasped Helian Tiehua's wrists with both hands, intending to twist Helian Tiehua's right hand downward. However, upon gripping Helian Tiehua's wrist, Fang Cai realized something was amiss. Despite using both hands with all his strength, he couldn't budge Helian Tiehua's right hand in the slightest. Even Helian Tiehua's speed remained unchanged as the punch slowly continued toward him.
Northern Martial Zen's expression changed. He had known Helian Tiehua's strength was formidable, but he hadn't expected it to be to such an extent. He considered himself a top-tier expert, yet using both hands, he couldn't move even one hand of Helian Tiehua. The gap was simply too great!
A sinister red flashed across Northern Martial Zen's face. Clenching his teeth, he focused all his strength into his hands, pressing downward forcefully as he shouted, "Open for me!"
