"Not good!"
"Watch out!"
When the fist carrying a howling gale slammed toward Fang Li, everyone present cried out in alarm.
Even Tatsumaki had not expected Sweet Mask to suddenly attack Fang Li.
Thus, by the time everyone reacted, Sweet Mask's powerful blow was already headed for Fang Li.
It sent Fang Li's bangs flying up, revealing a pair of utterly calm eyes.
"Bang—!"
A dull impact rang out.
The blow, wrapped in turbulent air currents, landed heavily on Fang Li's chest, setting off a roar and a shockwave that swept outward like a violent gale. It whipped up everyone's clothes and sent the room's curtains, tablecloths, and bedsheets billowing, as though a real windstorm had passed through.
But Sweet Mask's expression changed slightly.
Because his furious strike had not even made Fang Li take a single step back.
Even Fang Li's expression had not changed in the slightest.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at Sweet Mask's subtly altered expression, Fang Li spoke indifferently.
"If you're going to attack, put some strength into it. With that, you couldn't even kill a mosquito, much less wipe out evil and uphold justice."
Those utterly detached words deeply provoked Sweet Mask's pride.
"Oooooooh—!"
Sweet Mask immediately roared. Veins bulged across his arms, neck, forehead, and temples, while a savage aura swelled around his entire body, throwing the air around him into disarray.
Then Sweet Mask launched a fierce assault.
Amid the howl of the air, Sweet Mask unleashed a dazzling barrage at Fang Li.
Countless fist shadows and leg shadows poured down upon Fang Li like a torrential rain.
"Bang bang bang bang bang—!"
Along with a continuous series of dull impacts, punches and kicks struck Fang Li one after another, setting off bursts of forceful shockwaves.
Sweet Mask poured every ounce of his strength