With a splash, Han Yu, the disciple of Baji Fist, leapt out of the river and landed on the shore, filled with venom as he glared in the direction where Ye Qiu had left, gritting his teeth muttering to himself, "Damn it, today you made me lose face, I will never let you go!"
Standing there with an overwhelming rage for a long time, he angrily departed.
About twenty minutes later.
Ye Qiu did not go back, instead, he ran into the deep mountains in the suburbs.
Then, he consumed the potion again!
Once the potion went down his stomach, he immediately felt his entire body heat up, as if there was an inexhaustible power!
"This feeling, it's really too exhilarating!"
Ye Qiu smiled broadly, feeling touched, and then let out a low shout, his huge fist whistling forward, directly aimed at a towering tree in front of him!
The fierce winds rose, sweeping up a storm of sand.
The violent power struck like a meteor, crashing with a boom against the towering tree.
