Ji Wuri's expression twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
Yue Yang was stunned.
If he wanted to curse, then curse. Why whisper so quietly?
Just as he was about to throw out a few sarcastic remarks, who would have thought Ji Wuri's move was merely a tactical deception? The real Ji Wuri had already teleported before Yue Yang. His fingers were like spears as they stabbed toward Yue Yang's face. Yue Yang had not expected Ji Wuri to attack personally, much less with such speed. He hurriedly arched backward, narrowly dodging that finger aimed to pierce through his skull.
Ji Wuri's hand gesture remained unchanged, but his right foot flew up high, kicking straight at Yue Yang's groin.
If that vicious kick landed, Yue Yang might as well start cultivating the Sunflower Manual... But that was impossible. Yue Yang would rather let Ji Wuri hit him in the face than let him kick his groin. For the sake of a happy life, Yue Yang blocked downward with both hands while hurriedly flipping backward, spinning like a windmill and narrowly evading Ji Wuri's Heirless Kick!
A heavy fist came down like the hammer of the Thunder God.
As Yue Yang flipped away from the Heirless Kick, Ji Wuri, as though he had long anticipated such a reaction, stepped forward in one great stride. He clenched his fist like a hammer and raised it high, waiting for Yue Yang's spinning body. At the instant Yue Yang was at his weakest and unable to exert strength, that fist crashed down heavily into Yue Yang's chest and abdomen.
Yue Yang could not control himself as he slammed into the ground with a thud.
The hard ground shattered under the violent impact, rocks splitting apart as a huge crater sank deep into the earth.
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