This world ran deeper than he had imagined!
Qin Qi's sudden transformation made Wang Chen realize that his understanding of the Star Sea world was clearly still far from deep enough.
That was perfectly normal, really.
The Star Sea was a great world. Even with an endless lifespan, no one could possibly explore every corner of it.
And Wang Chen had only descended upon the Star Sea two or three years ago.
Surprise was surprise, but for an empowered Qin Qi to threaten Wang Chen was nothing more than a fool's dream.
Even if he had summoned a pack of underlings.
Shadow after shadow appeared in the nightclub hall like phantoms. They were werewolves just like Qin Qi, glaring with pairs of scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes as they pounced fearlessly at Wang Chen.
Whether in physique, strength, or speed, these werewolves had reached the level of B-Class or even A-Class Combatants. The combat power they unleashed within such a relatively confined space was undoubtedly terrifying.
Unfortunately, their opponent was Wang Chen!
Facing the frenzied assault of dozens of werewolves, Wang Chen stood where he was without dodging. Twisting aside, he threw a punch.
Bang!
A werewolf lunging at him was blown apart in midair by the force of his fist.
Wang Chen had not used a shred of Psionic Power in that punch. It had been unleashed entirely through the force of his physique, its savage might comparable to the blast of a high-explosive bomb.
It was only natural that the werewolf, having taken the full force of that punch, had exploded.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wang Chen alternated his fists. He appeared unhurried, calm, and at ease, yet his punches flew like the wind, each carrying the force of ten thousand jun. One fist after another smashed into the attacking werewolves.