Jiang Haoyuan's forehead instantly began to sweat beads, his complexion a tad unsightly.
At this moment, Jiang Haoyuan immediately circulated the Inner Strength within his body, knowing that if he didn't put his full effort into pushing back, his palm could very well be crushed by Ye Feng.
"Bang!" In an instant, an airwave erupted almost simultaneously from both Ye Feng and Jiang Haoyuan.
Jiang Haoyuan's face turned beet red, exceedingly ugly as he exerted 120% of his strength.
However, it was only after Jiang Haoyuan had employed 120% of his strength that he gradually began to turn the tables.
Jiang Haoyuan felt the pain from his injury subsiding, but Ye Feng still looked entirely at ease.
Jiang Haoyuan's immense pride took a serious hit; he wanted to suppress Ye Feng.
But just then, Ye Feng released his grip, looking indifferently at Jiang Haoyuan.
