Zhao Wuji threw out a casual punch. Even without using a Soul Skill, and with only a little Soul Power, the blow was still extremely powerful, let alone against a Support System. Zhao Wuji felt this punch would easily send Ye Yu flying and make him lose his combat ability.
Zhao Wuji looked at Ye Yu, who showed no reaction at all, and he wasn't surprised. He felt that with his speed, Ye Yu simply hadn't had time to react.
Zhao Wuji had already imagined the scene of Ye Yu being knocked flying by his single strike, and he sighed inwardly. A Support System is a Support System after all. No matter how strong their support ability is, they have one fatal weakness—themselves. Once they're defeated, even the strongest support ability is useless.
From the moment Zhao Wuji moved to when he swept in front of Ye Yu, only one second had passed.
Just as Zhao Wuji's fist was about to smash into Ye Yu, Ye Yu's left hand suddenly clenched into a fist and punched straight out.
Zhao Wuji's heart tightened. He can actually react in time?
After a brief moment of surprise, Zhao Wuji felt it was futile. But then his expression suddenly changed drastically, because this punch was actually extremely violent!
Ye Yu attacked too quickly. The instant he threw this punch, it was already almost colliding with Zhao Wuji's fist. Even though Zhao Wuji was startled and realized something was wrong, and wanted to quickly add more strength, it was already too late.
Bang!!
The two fists collided, erupting with a muffled boom. A ripple of force spread outward, and the ground beneath their feet caved in and split apart. The longest crack stretched twenty meters away.
At the instant of collision, Ye Yu's right arm