Meanwhile, Simon and the others had long since been tied down by Kui Niu and the rest whom Chen Cheng had summoned. Since Chen Cheng had chosen to enter the fray, he had no intention of continuing to sit back and watch the show.
His gaze fell upon Simon, who had been so fond of shouting before. A smile then appeared on his face.
"Since you don't want to eat the meat I roasted, then eat my fist instead."
With a swish, Chen Cheng moved like a ghost, appearing before Simon in an instant. He threw a punch straight at the small of Simon's back.
Yet Simon neither dodged nor evaded. A savage grin spread across his face.
"Knew it."
"Open!"
With Simon's furious roar, a layer of golden aura instantly erupted around him. At the same time, a little golden figure throwing punches flew out of his body and punched directly toward Chen Cheng's fist.
Although the golden aura shield possessed formidable defensive power, before Chen Cheng's fist, it was no different from a sheet of thin paper. It was instantly smashed apart.
Yet even a sheet of thin paper delayed him for less than 0.001 seconds. But with that almost nonexistent delay, the little golden figure flying from Simon's body managed to throw its punch.
The large and small fists collided. Centered on the point where they clashed, space was instantly crushed apart by the immense force of their punches. A tiny black dot began to collapse wildly, and the pull of the void was about to drag Chen Cheng into it, exiling him forever.
Seeing this, Chen Cheng was slightly taken aback. Then he flashed his big white teeth and laughed like some grand villain.
"Not bad. You actually imitated Uncle Sam's Void God Fist. But unfortunately