Sensing Qin Feiyang charging at him, Lin Huo, enduring searing pain, hastily scrambled up and leaped out of the deep pit. "I don't believe I will be defeated by him!" he shrieked. He looked utterly deranged, his eyes blood-red. His other hand clenched tightly. "Jian Haotian, I swear I'll kill you! Tyrant Fist!" With a furious roar, he charged ferociously toward Qin Feiyang.
Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed like lightning. His large hand reached out, unflinchingly striking the incoming fist.
A flash of golden light!
"ARGH..." Lin Huo was blasted away once again, his screams of pain unceasing.
CRACK!
This arm broke as well.
THUMP!
He flew dozens of meters, crashing into the plaza and creating another deep crater, dust and debris filling the air.
He roared internally, unable to accept this reality. Why is it like this...
