C431 Beg for Mercy

Blood dripped from the shattered arm, a clear sign that the Collapsing Fist had obliterated his defenses. Yet, Lin Zhifeng clenched his fist tighter, and the stone reformed around his limb.

"He truly is formidable." With a cold gaze, Lin Zhifeng observed Ho Lee. The ground where he had stood moments before was now scorched by the intense flames, leaving nothing but a dark stain