With a fierce roar, Yi Tian finally snapped out of his daze. Flames swirled and burned in front of him, gnawing at his body. However, the silver light on his body was countering the attack of the red figure. Even in a state of absent-mindedness, Yi Tian wasn't easily taken down. The spot where he was struck moments ago throbbed with faint pain; his eyes widened in anger, and he slapped forward. A silver light shot out from his palm, shattering the incoming flames.
His body halted, then bent, his right foot stomped forcefully, and his left leg kicked out. The series of actions flowed seamlessly, leaving no time for the red figure in front of him to react. The kick shattered the flames around the red figure, then firmly struck the person, giving Yi Tian a sensation of utmost solidity, causing him to roar out loud.
