C533 So He Was a Little Bastard

Feng Pu erupted in a fearsome golden radiance, moving with a speed akin to sunlight itself. In the blink of an eye, he positioned himself before Feng Zhentian.

Just then, the team leader landed a palm strike on Feng Pu's chest.

"Bam!"

"Hmm? What kind of martial skill is this?" The leader clearly couldn't identify the technique