A terrifying aura erupted toward him, but he couldn't sense any energy fluctuations from that finger. 

Tang Wulin took a deep breath as he took a half step backward with his right foot. He lowered his center of gravity slightly, then launched his fist against En Ci's finger in a solemn manner.

"Boom!"

Tang Wulin felt as if he had been struck by a soul train traveling at full speed. His body was sent flying like a cannonball, and it was completely outside of his control.

From the perspective of the spectators, Tang Wulin had been sent flying as a rapid streak of golden light by what seemed to be a nonchalant finger from En Ci.

He then crashed heavily into the protective barrier in the distance before falling onto the ground.

Was this the power of a Limit Douluo?

The entire stadium fell completely silent. In particular, the spectators who were cheering for Tang Wulin were staring at the scenes unfolding before their eyes with...