Crack, crack, crack——
Several crisp cracks resonated continuously, the Blood Earl's gentlemanly tailcoat fluttered with the impact, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank, creating a depression about thirty centimeters in diameter at his feet. As the force increased, numerous cracks extended outward from the entire depression...
"Your strength is not bad." The Blood Earl grinned, revealing a grim smile as if he found the previous punch very comfortable. He also turned his other hand into a claw and fiercely grabbed with increased speed.
If the previous scouting was just ordinary Supreme Strength, then this strike was at least at the level of a First-class Supreme Strongest. Especially the speed, it was astonishingly fast.
"Is it only the strength that's good?"
"Eight Stele Hand, New Three Styles!"
Lin Hai appeared nonchalant as well, his Iron Fist transformed into a palm, and he chopped down sharply.
