C39 Unable to Withstand a Single Blow

Xu Hu was livid, his face flushed and neck bulging, seemingly on the verge of exploding. Yet, for Han Feng, such displays were insignificant. He had long since evolved from his former self.

The flames that once surrounded them were quenched by the grass mud horse's torrent, leaving Xu Hu, who had boasted a healthy complexion, with a darkened face. The fire, far from aiding him