C1039 Pressure

His speed was incredible, his physical prowess at its peak. With a single bound, he covered dozens of meters, reaching out with a palm toward Zhou Yan's chest.

"You're looking for trouble!" Zhou Yan exploded in anger, his form swelling as he transformed into a blaze of fiery light. In a flash, he met the attack head-on, his fist colliding with the black-clad man's palm