"Good!"
Meng Chuan was ignited as well.
Even though he was the one getting hit, the progress in proficiency made it enjoyable for him.
With those words, Brother Gang's palms slashed like blades, with a faint blue aura swirling on the surface.
This aura was dreamlike and illusory, yet even in its minuscule amount, the sense of threat in Meng Chuan's mind reached its limit.
Li Weigang explained:
"This is a wisp of my Carrying Mountain True Qi, are you ready?"
"Bring it on!"
With those words, Meng Chuan's spine slightly arched to exert force.
In the next moment, Li Weigang's palm force was as heavy as a mountain, precisely striking the relevant acupuncture points one after another.
Thud, thud, thud!
The momentum sounded like thunder crashing to the earth, Meng Chuan's eyes widened in shock, and his face turned red.
Afraid he couldn't hold on, Li Weigang loudly encouraged:
"Endure hardship to become a superior person! Keep it up!"
"Mmm!"