He had been painstakingly studying this martial art, and at this moment, he executed it at the seventh-tier high level. His body seemed enveloped in a layer of mysterious shadows, and every punch he threw carried an invisible, dark force, accompanied by low, muffled booms in the air.
As the first punch landed on the pangolin, the Early Seventh-Order beast, which had been full of disdain, saw a flicker of terror in its eyes. The power contained in this strike far exceeded its imagination, leaving a deep fist mark directly on its hard scales.
Following this, Prince of Shicheng Hua Tianxiong unleashed a barrage of punches like a violent storm, pushing the power of his Ethereal Dark Wounding Fist to its limit. Each strike felt like a heavy hammer slamming into the creature, forcing its massive body to retreat repeatedly. Relying on his own immense physical strength at this moment, the Ethereal Dark Wounding Fist displayed astonishing power. Though the pangolin was thick-skinned and sturdy, it gradually failed to withstand the relentless assault of Prince of Shicheng Hua Tianxiong’s sharp martial arts.
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