On the rooftop terrace of the park area.
Blasting an armed helicopter with a single punch, Chen Hai found it a bit taxing.
He estimated he could only unleash such attacks a maximum of one hundred and eighty times.
"Fist Intent Breaking Sky — attacking targets two to three kilometers away, this must be my current limit."
"Destroying a helicopter, I feel it's a bit forced. Faced with a real fighter jet, relying solely on my fists, I definitely won't be able to handle it."
"Perhaps, only by using the Hongming Blade can I handle modern weapons of this level..."
Frowning, Chen Hai thought for a while, and muttered to himself.
The Hongming Blade — he hadn't used it for quite some time.
When he was in seclusion on Great Snow Mountain in Hokkaido, because there wasn't enough Blood Food for it to consume, it protested many times to Chen Hai.
