No defense, only offense!
Chu Fan's left shoulder dipped slightly, his muscles instantly tightening like steel. His spine coiled like a bowstring pulled taut before suddenly releasing.
His shoulder, like a hurtling Ancient Divine Mountain, slammed into Kong Yang's chest with unstoppable force!
Twelve True Forms Fist—Bear Form: Mountain Ram!
"THUD!!"
A sickening thud echoed through the arena.
Accompanied by the distinct CRACK of his sternum shattering, Kong Yang instantly doubled over, blood violently spraying from his mouth.
The aura he had built up instantly shattered. Like a kite with a snapped string, he was sent flying backward right off the stage!
If Chu Fan hadn't held back, that one blow would have been enough to turn him into a bloody pulp!
"SWOOSH!"
Kong Yang was still in mid-air, yet Chu Fan showed no mercy, the Long Saber in his hand already swinging!
He was giving him no chance to survive!
