Just like Chu Tianxiao said before, I thought he was incredibly formidable.
Hmph!
Now it seemed he was nothing more than this.
What a joke!!
This was truly laughable!
Stunned, weren't they?
The Mystic Beast Race shook their heads and sighed.
"The Temple of War God's halo is simply too dazzling, to the point that they cannot see their current position clearly at all."
"This is a good thing for them. It is better than suffering a huge fall later on."
"I truly want to see how long he can keep talking tough."
"..."
At this moment, Jiu Tou's fist was already less than an inch away from Qin Jishi.
"Get down!"
Jiu Tou had clearly held back with this punch.
To be honest!
Although Qin Jishi's behavior had angered him.
Still!
No matter what... Qin Jishi was a member of the Temple of War God.
No matter how one put it, he had to give the Temple of War God some face.
A lesson was enough, as long as Qin Jishi understood his place.
Even though Jiu Tou had held back!
Hmph!
If this punch landed on Qin Jishi, the consequences would still be extremely severe.
It might not take Qin Jishi's life directly... but being bedridden for several months would be perfectly normal.
However!
The instant Jiu Tou's fist touched Qin Jishi, a sensation of weightlessness struck him.
Jiu Tou: "..."
His expression shifted.
This?
This?
Clearly... that feeling was profoundly unreal to him.
No!
How could this be?
Wait!
An afterimage?
A thought immediately flashed through his mind.
Impossible!
How could a martial artist who had only just entered the Divine Lord Realm leave beneath his very eyes without a sound or trace?
Impossible!
But what could Jiu Tou do if he refused to believe it? The