Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound

Thunder Leopard's punch stunned the entire venue into silence.

A moment later, however, the venue erupted into cheers and cries of amazement.

It was as if the entire punching-power tester had been struck by a car. The dented steel plate in particular made everyone shudder—if that punch had landed on a person, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Master Chen, is this the power of hidden force?" Zhao Jianhua asked. It was his first time witnessing such destructive power.

"No." Chen Wu shook his head with a bitter smile and explained, "As I said before, techniques like hidden force consume a great deal of stamina and aren't used lightly, even in combat. Master Thunder Leopard didn't use hidden force in that punch. It was merely his normal strength, which is why I'm so shocked."

Chen Wu himself was considered a fighting prodigy in all of Jinhai City, yet his strongest strike had only reached 453 kg. Thunder Leopard, on the other hand, could reach 656 kg without using hidden force. That was genuine thousand-pound strength—the strength to raise a cauldron like an overlord or tear apart tigers and leopards with bare hands. The difference between them was like heaven and earth.

"Things don't look good for little brother Shi Feng." Chen Wu watched Thunder Leopard with a grave expression, his guard fully raised. "Master Thunder Leopard is famous for having no restraint when he strikes. He won't hold back. When I went to seek his guidance and spar with him back then, he broke three of my ribs and put me in the hospital for a month. He's even stronger now. If little brother Shi Feng is careless, he could be bedridden for half a year, perhaps even left with permanent aftereffects."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruoxi grew even more