This one punch seemed to possess the power of a tsunami. The power of the Heavenly Daos surged along with it.

Hu Xiaolin was a giant, and he looked like a fierce beast as he attacked Long Chen.

“Everyone else, scram. I’m going to kill this brat alone!” shouted Hu Xiaolin.

“Dragonblood Legion, find a place to drink tea. Today, your boss will demonstrate what true power is.” Long Chen shouted and also sent a punch at Hu Xiaolin.

BOOM!

Everyone’s expressions changed as invisible power exploded.

“Run!”

Some of the experts that didn’t retreat fast enough coughed up blood and were sent flying. As for the Dragonblood Legion, they had retreated without Long Chen’s instructions, and then once he had told them to retreat again, they had fallen back even further. They weren’t affected.

“Is this… purely the power of their physical bodies?!” cried one of the ancient race experts, wiping some blood from his mouth.

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