A Disagreement Erupts into a Brawl

"Fuck!"

Though he had already overestimated A-Jie's combat strength, Xu Xiaoshou still cried out in shock when he saw that kick.

A-Jie's combat strength truly seemed to be a mystery.

The first time he faced Xu Xiaoshou, he had merely pressed the head of Xu Xiaoshou, then a Master, into the ground until it bled.

The next time he unleashed his power, he had transformed into the Precept Blade and slashed Zhang Xinxiong out of existence.

And against Zhang Zhongmou's "Heavenly Origin Mist Mountain," he had thrown punch after punch, only barely seeming capable of shattering the thing after quite a few blows.

But...

Against Zhang Taiying...

That man's terrifying physical strength was such that even Xu Xiaoshou did not dare guarantee he would not be finished with a single punch if he stepped forward.

Yet A-Jie had sent him flying with one kick! What on earth was this guy made of? Had everything he done before really just been playing around?

Or rather, had he simply been... saying hello?

Xu Xiaoshou was aghast.

He suddenly recalled Ye Xiaotian's utterly unrestrained expression when he learned that Xu Xiaoshou had taken A-Jie out of the Heavenly Mystery Gate.

Perhaps this fellow had a terrifying background even he himself knew nothing about? Otherwise, why would such monstrously abnormal combat strength be forcibly suppressed within the Heavenly Mystery Gate under dual seals?

At the very least, if he had been released back then, he probably could have flexed his fists and feet against the masked man's assault!

Perhaps he could even have kicked that masked man flying? Everyone was stunned by A-Jie's kick, Xin Gugu included.

After realizing that his opponent had been snatched away, he had indeed felt somewhat displeased.

But at this moment, that tiny trace of displeasure vanished like smoke