Chapter 50

The surrounding air was churned by their movements, whipping up violent gales. The fierce winds intertwined with the dust filling the sky, resembling a gigantic yellow dragon coiling in the air. Feng Wenjun's gaze was firm and sharp, like a burning flame. He clenched his fists tightly, the muscle lines on his arms clearly visible as power surged through his body, seeming ready to burst forth at any moment. Sensing Feng Wenjun's overwhelming strength, Kuang Dao's breathing began to grow ragged. A slight flaw appeared in his movements—a fleeting vulnerability that, in A-Jun's eyes, was fatal. Without a shred of hesitation, Feng Wenjun launched his attack. Pushing off violently with his foot, he shot toward Kuang Dao like an arrow released from a bow, cracking the ground beneath him. This kick carried the might of a thunderbolt, astonishingly fast and terrifying in power. Kuang Dao raised his weapon in an attempt to parry the blow, but Feng Wenjun's kick cut through it like a hot knife through butter, effortlessly shattering his defenses. With a crisp crack, Kuang Dao's knee fractured, and his body involuntarily buckled to the ground. This sudden turn of events filled Kuang Dao's face with shock and pain.