Ancient Beast Battle Mark

One punch—truly, just one punch!

Lian Qingyi, Yue Muhong, Yan Gu, and the others could not help swallowing. They had known Fang Mo must have grown stronger, but strength to this extent was still beyond what they could accept.

This was an Ancient Desolate Beast at the late Transcendent Realm. Its combat power was no weaker than that of a Peak Transcendent, and it possessed formidable innate gifts.

Yet the truth stood right before them. With a single punch, the Ancient Desolate Beast had fallen.

"The gap is growing wider and wider. Soon, even his back will be out of sight!" Lian Qingyi's expression was complicated. She crushed her last lingering hope and looked at the elegant Yue Muhong beside her.

Actually, Senior Brother Yue was quite good too!

At that moment, Yue Muhong looked at her as well. Their gazes met, and Yue Muhong seemed to see something in Lian Qingyi's eyes touch a place within him that was soft yet unyielding. His heart could not help but beat vigorously.

He returned her gaze with tenderness. Their four eyes met, blending like water and milk.

"As expected of the number one. He really is strong enough. But I like it—only a man like this is worthy of me, Yuan Jing'er!"

Looking at Fang Mo's figure, Yuan Jing'er felt no fear. Instead, she was more excited than ever, like a wolf that had spotted its prey, constantly licking her lips.

"Are you even going to let anyone else live? Isn't it enough that I admit defeat?"

Watching this scene, Yan Gu's heart was filled with helplessness. He admitted that he no longer had the slightest desire to compete.

Fang Mo was leaving no way out for anyone. Did his strength improve without even the slightest bottleneck?

As it happened, there