"Brother Wang!"
"Please!"
Ma Hongniang practiced the "White Bone Temple" and was skilled with the "Fuliu Sword." Though she had no sword in hand and couldn't use the 'White Bone Banner' at the moment, her cultivation far surpassed Wang Zhengyi's. Even with just her hands and feet, her overwhelming Inner Power was not to be underestimated.
As soon as Wang Zhengyi engaged with her, he realized how fearsomely penetrative Ma Hongniang's Inner Strength was. When fists collided, it broke through his sinew, bone, skin, and membrane, drilling into his body with sharp pain.
The punches and kicks felt as though striking a steel plate or kicking an iron stake, causing waves of pain, unbearably difficult, and truly excruciating.
Wang Zhengyi was in pain.
Ma Hongniang didn't have it easy either.
