C1704 Pyretic Bear Fever

"Cheng Feng, you finally couldn't take it anymore?"

However, Zhu Wen seemed to have already expected it.

Just as Cheng Feng's fist was about to strike him, his slender white palm lightly slapped it.

"Hua!" The air quickly condensed under Zhu Wen's palm.

In the blink of an eye, an extremely thin wall of air appeared in front of his head.

Boom! * Zhu Wen had just finished his defense