"How is this possible!" Ling Feng watched the scene before him in disbelief. He was fully confident in the punch he had just thrown, yet why was there not a single injury on Long Guangyi's body?
At this moment, Long Guangyi's right hand had completely turned into a dragon claw. He stood in front of Ling Feng, grabbed Ling Feng's throat with his claw, and said with a sigh, "It's only been a few days, and you've already pushed me to this extent! Not bad, truly not bad!"
With a wave of Long Guangyi's hand, Ling Feng was thrown heavily to the ground.
Ling Feng got up, his face a portrait of defeat: "I lost!"
Ling Feng was well aware that if Long Guangyi had wanted to kill him just now, his neck would have already been snapped.
"Do you feel very frustrated?" Long Guangyi glanced at Ling Feng. His right hand gradually returned to normal, except for a black mark on the palm of his hand.
