Zhao Gaoshen was stunned, too.
What the hell? Young Master Tang had really been hiding his strength this whole time?
"Damn, bro... you're insanely badass."
Qin Ming sat on the ground, clutching his throat as he coughed hard twice. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
With that one punch, that bastard Ye hadn't just coughed up blood on the spot!
His asshole had taken a serious beating, too!
In short.
At that moment, everyone had only four words in their hearts.
Young Master Tang was awesome!
Tang Yu stood where he was, staring at his fist and at Ye Chen's bleeding backside.
He was, to say the least, a little panicked.
Shit, he'd messed up the Dragon King's asshole!
Good thing the Dragon King had taken a clean dump before heading out today.
Otherwise, if that punch had knocked the shit out of him, the Dragon King might really have fought him to the death!
"Well played, Tang Yu. You've been hiding your strength deep!"
After climbing down from the statue, Ye Chen didn't even walk right.
He couldn't help it.
Every step made his asshole hurt like hell.
He sucked in a sharp breath. His eyes were full of hatred as he looked at Tang Yu, but there was also a trace of fear in them.
Even though he hadn't punched with all his strength!
He still shouldn't have dealt absolutely no damage!
And that punch the kid had thrown—sure, it had been a little slow, but its force had been even more terrifying than his own!
If he hadn't had such an incredible physique, that punch might have taken his life.
He was now badly injured both inside and out.
"Don't let him get away! Go beat him! Break one of his hands and I'll give