Xu Yang stood over two meters tall, his muscles knotted and bulging. Joined with the Immovable King Phenomenon and boosted to 1.3 times his combat strength by the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force, he swept out a vast tide of power.
The middle-aged man hurtling toward him like a streak of bloody light felt a terrifying pressure slam straight into his mind. It was as though a crushing boulder had been strapped to his back, and his body suddenly sank into a quagmire, his speed plummeting.
"The Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force at minor accomplishment!"
The middle-aged man was knowledgeable enough to recognize this secret combat technique from the Heavenly Strategy Academy at once. Even his voice trembled.
"Run!"
The pressure radiating from Xu Yang shook him to his core. He had been charging straight at Xu Yang, but now all he wanted was to escape.
He had assumed anyone who needed to sell pills in a place like Wu Family Fort could not amount to much. Who could have imagined he would encounter such a terrifying expert? Cultivating a body-tempering method to perfection had not been enough for this man; he had even brought the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force to minor accomplishment.
Unfortunately, his movement technique had been too fast. He was already only ten feet from Xu Yang. The thought of fleeing had barely arisen before Xu Yang stepped forward and appeared right in front of him.
The middle-aged man felt his vision darken. Terrifying pressure bore down on him, and a fist the size of a meditation cushion punched through the air toward him.
Boom!
The fist tore through the air, stirring visible ripples. Even the surging power of heaven and earth was scattered, turning into fierce winds that swept outward.
There was nothing subtle about