C295 It Kicked the Steel Plate!.
"Swish!"
The claw mark cut through the air, lunging straight for Du Shaofu with the ferocity of tearing through space itself. If Du Shaofu were to be caught, he would surely be ripped to shreds.
As Hua Fankong made his move, Du Shaofu's gaze flickered, yet he showed no sign of retreat. With reflexive speed, he launched another punch, his fist enveloped in golden Strange Talisman Marks