A dozen breaths later.
Zhou Xiong stood with his arms crossed in a defensive stance, while the True Essence within Zhao Wenlin surged forth, crashing against his opponent's guard.
They had exchanged blows dozens of times, but Zhao Wenlin held the upper hand. With a single punch, Zhao Wenlin sent the previously arrogant Zhou Xiong flying back over ten zhang, his body snapping several trees as thick as a man's waist upon impact.
Chapter 49