C315 The Rushing of Anger

The fist wind rippled out, bringing about a strong gale, as though this punch had the power to pierce through stone and gold.

"Haha, good one!"

Ling Yan's eyes lit up, laughed out loud, and instead of retreating, he advanced. Raising his right fist, he directly smashed it towards Ben Ying's heavy fist.

A head-on battle was something he loved the most.

Seeing that