Hoo
Hoo hoo.
Lin Zheyu began his training, the power of his Qi Blood exploded, and his figure swiftly flickered.
Supported by the power of Qi Blood, five hundred kilograms meant nothing to him, Lin Zheyu's body technique remained incredibly agile and elegant.
Very quickly.
In less than four minutes, Lin Zheyu's entire Qi Blood power was exhausted.
Without the support of Qi Blood power, his whole body felt heavy, and he felt a tremendous burden.
He exhaled a long breath and started practicing the Wild Bull Fist.
The Golden Swan Skill combined with the Wild Bull Fist, in the context of a five-hundred-kilogram burden, the fist skill gave off a sense of weightiness.
With a punch delivered, a gust of wind whistled, powerful and unstoppable.
Suddenly, an astonishing momentum surged from Lin Zheyu, filled with an invincible bravery.
As time passed, Lin Zheyu's eyes grew brighter and his momentum stronger.
"Momentum..."
"Wild Bull, brute strength, reckless..."
