Xu Sixing felt as if he had collided head-on with a stampede of rhinoceroses, his left cheek taking a punch and being mercilessly slammed to the ground. His vast Qi mechanism, as grand as rivers and seas, was forcibly halted, his consciousness momentarily disoriented.
Drawing on his battle-hardened experience, he bit his tongue, and the sharp pain brought him back to his senses as blood oozed out.
Thunder entangled naturally around him, penetrating his body, causing his Qi mechanism to stagnate. His hands and muscles trembled involuntarily, and he immediately judged that he couldn't resist forcefully. He exhaled, opening his mouth, and spat a mouthful of blood infused with Qi towards Wang Anfeng.
