By this day, Xu Zhiqiang had broken through countless major and minor barriers in his training and defeated numerous formidable foes, both internal and external. He naturally possessed a winner's mentality and rarely doubted himself.
Yet now, he was deeply doubting himself.
He doubted both his eyes and his memory.
That had definitely been a full-force strike that sent Chen Chong flying, right?
He remembered correctly—Chen Chong had indeed flown out.
Then he had walked back.
His aura even seemed faintly stronger than before.
Xu Zhiqiang wore an expression of utter disbelief.
How had he done that?
That had been Xu Zhiqiang's killing move!
Not only had it failed to do anything to him, it had let him return full of vigor?
Could failing to kill him really make him stronger?
Xu Zhiqiang had faced countless enemies throughout his life, but this was the first time he had encountered someone like Chen Chong.
Chen Chong gave him no more time to think. He stamped his foot, and in the next instant charged fiercely before Xu Zhiqiang. With a side kick like a divine dragon lashing its tail, he drove straight at Xu Zhiqiang's chest!
[Second Form, 50%.]
Xu Zhiqiang's reactions were fast, but Chen Chong seemed to flicker before appearing right in front of him, far faster than before!
This was completely beyond his expectations. Faced with the incoming kick, he could only instinctively raise both arms and block the sole of the foot as it suddenly filled his vision.
Bang!
His crossed arms firmly blocked Chen Chong's kick, but Xu Zhiqiang's feet slipped, sending him sliding ten meters backward.
If his lower stance had not been so solid, he would probably have landed flat on his backside.
How had his strength increased this much too?
Xu Zhiqiang