Give Me a Fulcrum

Zhang Yang used the same move, throwing a balanced, upright punch at Jade Tiger.

"Again? How could I possibly stumble in the same place twice?"

Jade Tiger sneered and reached out with a massive hand to seize Zhang Yang's fist. At the same time, sharp claws emerged, lest Zhang Yang wrap around his arm.

Yet when he clawed forward, he caught only a "limp" fist, with nowhere to exert force, as though he had clawed at thin air.

Even as doubt rose in his heart, that "limp" fist suddenly erupted with immense power, surging into his palm like raging waves.

Jade Tiger was greatly alarmed and hurriedly activated all his strength to resist.

But the incoming force vanished in an instant. The power he had unleashed had nowhere to land, and his body involuntarily lunged forward.

"Not good!"

Jade Tiger let out a strange cry. Wasn't this exactly how Hu Dali had thrown him out just now?

He hurriedly exhausted all his strength to draw back the force he had just released, while desperately contracting his body to keep himself from charging forward.

Bang—

At that moment, Zhang Yang unleashed his full strength.

After a muffled boom, Jade Tiger was sent rolling backward through the air. He tumbled several times before finally managing to stop himself.

This time, he had been forced back.

The other great demons were all dumbfounded.

If Jade Tiger had been thrown out by Hu Dali earlier because he had charged forward, then this time Zhang Yang had "forcibly" driven Jade Tiger back!

Just how strong was this kid?

"I'm furious!"

Jade Tiger shrieked and charged at Zhang Yang.

"Dali, first I'll show you what it means to 'use speed against speed.'" Zhang Yang swung both arms, fists and feet crossing as they constantly collided with