Lin Mo carelessly slapped out his hand, and in an instant, a wild wind surged, sounding like angry waves. The surging Gang Qi moved like a True Dragon, and a vicious strike from the Gang Qi collided with Wei Zeyu's fist, emitting a huge metallic clanging sound that made everyone's eardrums buzz.
Wei Zeyu staggered several steps backward, a hint of wariness appearing on his handsome face.
Wei Zeyu was a genius who stepped into the Basic-level Martial God realm before turning thirty, and was the future successor of the Azure Dragon Gang. His full-force punch hadn't injured Lin Mo at all.
"Your strength indeed exceeds my expectations," Wei Zeyu said coldly, staring at Lin Mo while clenching his fist and the corners of his mouth revealed a sinister smile.
Mr. Wu and Ning Teng also showed a touch of solemnness.
