"Kid, you're quite confident."
"But confidence without matching strength is nothing but a joke."
"Now, get home already!"
Boom!!!
Suddenly, General Xu moved.
Moving like thunder, he seemed to transform into a crimson lightning, appearing instantly before Li Weifeng.
A massive fist high in the air gathered, descending like a mountain. Stout blood power, carrying a momentum like a tsunami, crashed down!
The power within this punch was formidable and vigorous, full of overwhelming masculine force.
At that moment, everyone present felt an inescapable and unavoidable sensation.
Involuntarily taking several steps back, their faces changed in shock.
"Is this... momentum?!"
"The general actually used the momentum that only middle and high-grade martial artists have?!!!"
