"Impressive courage!"
Seeing the figure charging through the air towards him, and the fist aimed at him, Zhong Lin's eyes narrowed slightly. He waved his single arm in the air, golden streaming light rippling with Gang Qi exploding, and suddenly struck out.
Rumbling!
Within the fierce wind, golden Qi-Blood rolled and surged, terrifying and ferocious power ripped through all directions, and the air trembled as if it were a water surface, emitting a series of unbearable wails.
The overwhelming fist wind and Gang Qi engulfed the figure.
Even the figure was shocked to the core, utterly unprepared for the sheer might of the person before him. With just one punch, it was as if a divine axe had cleaved a mountain.
"Ah!"
With a scream, the figure shattered under Zhong Lin's punch, turning into a mist of blood that scattered across the sky.
The Transmission Jade Plate couldn't save him; with just one hit, he perished, soul and spirit disassociated.
