Ling Han's expression was dark, with him practically exploding with fury.
He did not mind that the opponent was strong, but what he could not accept was injustice.
If Niu Da had stopped him on the streets, and wanted to avenge the death of his brother, he would have gladly accepted the battle challenge.
But in this place, the other was clearly being a bully. This made Ling Han furious.
He wrapped Regulations around his fists, and met the approaching silver ring. Did Niu Da really think that Ling Han did not dare to confront it head-on?
Boom!
His fists slammed onto the silver ring, instantly causing waves to surge out in all directions.
Teng, teng, teng. Both Ling Han and Niu Da took a few steps back.
Da, da, da. Blood continuously dripped from his fists, yet Ling Han did not even glance at his wounds. His physique had reached the height of Sixth Heaven, so even if he wrapped Regulations around his fists, it was very hard to attain the level of Seventh Heaven.
