"Let's do it here."
Ding Ling looked at Zhou Chu with bright eyes:
"Are you ready?"
"There are so many people here. Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring someone?! You're a hero in the eyes of the common folk. How can you do something so ugly and despicable?"
Zhou Chu's expression changed as he rebuked him.
Seeing his performance, his mother, Zhou Shi, was gratified.
Ding Ling also nodded secretly. As the Golden Light Shackles continued unlocking, Zhou Chu's conduct became increasingly righteous and imposing.
Compared to when they had first met, Zhou Chu was still overbearing and unrestrained, but his bearing had become increasingly staunch and heroic.
Ding Ling did not bother with any more pointless words. He simply shouted, "Take my palm and see how you fare!"
Boom!
Ding Ling struck downward from midair!
Heaven Flipping Palm!
Return of All Things to the Ruins!
The moment this palm was unleashed, the entire world seemed about to shatter. An energy that appeared capable of destroying everything gathered into a chaotic millstone and pressed toward Zhou Chu, as if it meant to grind both his soul and body to pieces!
Zhou Chu was stunned.
"You were holding back before!"
"Heh."
Ding Ling merely chuckled.
Zhou Chu's face flushed, but he knew that compared to Ding Ling, his former self had been far too weak. Ding Ling had not needed to use his full strength against him at all.
Could it be that Ding Ling still hasn't used his full strength against me?
Stormy waves surged in his heart. He tentatively threw a punch to clash with the Heaven Flipping Palm, but it was like sand sinking into the sea, producing no reaction whatsoever!
Zhou Chu's face turned pale. He watched helplessly as the chaotic millstone descended toward his head, utterly