BANG!

Nie Tian landed heavily onto the ground as the burning rage in his eyes faded away.

With a cold face, he glared at Yu Tong, who stood ten meters away from him, while adjusting his breathing and secretly assessing his current condition.

“Oh, no..." After a brief examination, Nie Tian gave a bitter, inward laugh as he realized that the situation was anything but good.

Just as he had expected, the raging fist strike had completely drained the spiritual power in his spiritual sea.

By this point, there was not even a smidgen left for him to use!

Not only that, but the single, full-strength punch that he had unleashed had also consumed a considerable amount of his mental fortitude, leaving him in an extremely terrible mental state.

He stretched his arm, and quickly found that it had become immeasurably heavy. That one punch just now seemed to have exhausted all of his physical strength, which was completely different from...