C164 Using the Martial Arts Competition Corpse to Press on the Friction!

"Swoosh swoosh!"

The two Blood Clan Viscounts instantly moved close to Ninth Uncle and grabbed his shoulders.

Ninth Uncle's shoulder shook and his inner strength burst out. He opened Peter's palm and punched forward.

"Bam!"

When his fist landed on Peter, he let out a disdainful sneer, "This little bit of strength is not even enough to tickle me."

Ninth Uncle's face turned pale with fright