The instant Zheng Xiu's fist collided with Arturo's.
The sound of their impact was like a great drum had suddenly materialized in Richan Valley.
BOOM!!
At the tremendous sound, the brave and battle-hardened warriors of the Sun Tribe cried out in pain, clutching their ears.
Blood streamed from Ri Di's ears.
The blade-like shockwave instantly shredded Zheng Xiu's shirt to tatters, revealing the powerful, perfect physique of his Projection. At the same moment, Little Feng Miao, who had been happily nestled in the Mighty Man's arms, was sent flying. Paws splayed, it spiraled through the air like a kite with a broken string, vanishing to parts unknown. Its wide, terrified eyes looked utterly forlorn and helpless. 'It regretted everything.'
CRACK!
