The seemingly unstoppable punch, capable of crushing everything in its path, slammed viciously into Chu Jingming's chest.
Yet Chu Jingming did not move in the slightest. He merely looked calmly at Xuanyuan Liefeng before him.
"One move."
A flicker of surprise flashed through Xuanyuan Liefeng's eyes. Then he threw another punch.
This punch was clearly more powerful than the last.
With a dull thud, the fist came down.
Chu Jingming remained where he was, as though nothing had happened.
"I gave you the chance, but you couldn't seize it."
Chu Jingming shook his head with a chuckle.
As he laughed, his eyes abruptly turned sharp, fixing Xuanyuan Liefeng in a deadly stare.
"That's two moves. You have one last move."
"When that punch falls, your time of death will come."
The sight stunned the entire arena.
Countless Daluo Golden Immortal experts widened their eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief.
They knew Chu Jingming was strong, but they had never imagined he would be this strong.
Was Xuanyuan Liefeng weak?
Not at all.
Just moments ago, when Xuanyuan Liefeng had fought Ru Xue, even after Ru Xue unleashed every method at her disposal, she had still been no match for him.
Yet what was happening now was simply too unbelievable.
Chu Jingming had not moved at all. He had taken Xuanyuan Liefeng's two punches head-on as though nothing had happened, without suffering even the slightest injury.
This was simply too inconceivable.
At this moment, if they put themselves in Xuanyuan Liefeng's place—
Could they have done any better than him?
No. Absolutely not. Perhaps they would have done even worse than Xuanyuan Liefeng.
It was not that Xuanyuan Liefeng was too weak. It was that Chu Jingming was too strong—strong enough to drive one to despair.
A strength that left