In the distance.0

Zheng Gong looked on lividly. Yuan Shuo had kept up a fearsome barrage from beginning to end, his fists shattering mountain and sea. They never stopped and didn’t tire, even though the skeleton that was Yuan Shuo was starting to fall apart.0

The old man continued to punch without pause!0

The domain of the five elements enveloped the four sides, leaving Zheng Gong without any room for retreat. In contrast to Han Jiang, he did not use speed to evade Yuan Shuo’s attacks. Instead, he met his opponent in direct combat again and again.0

As a Saint, as the young lord of one of the eight families, his sense of honor did not permit him to dodge his opponent’s attacks when he fought a weakling. Yuan Shuo was not the Li Hao who’d killed a Saint. This old man did not possess the strength to kill a Saint.0

Zheng Gong met fist with fist. Yuan Shuo’s right fist was nearly been obliterated. The boxing intent that he now utilized was converted from his aura.0

The collision of the two punches annihilated the rest of Yuan Shuo’s right fist, damage crept up the arm and turned bone into ash.0

He did not...1