Not only that, those things were constantly devouring his soul power, leaving his body even weaker!
No, I have to kill him as soon as possible!
The hunched old man's gaze sharpened, a ruthless glint flashing through his eyes as he swung the cane in his hand at Yi Chen several thousand times.
The iron hammer traced a perfect arc through the air and came crashing down toward Yi Chen.
Thick black flames engulfed the iron hammer, radiating scorching heat.
Those flames seemed capable of burning even the heavens to ashes!
"Die!"
The hunched old man sneered. Seeing that Yi Chen made no attempt to dodge, he was overjoyed. The iron hammer in his hand moved faster and faster, ever more frantically, as though he intended to smash Yi Chen to death outright!
Yi Chen's expression remained calm and unruffled.
The iron hammer drew ever closer!
His body trembled slightly beneath the hammer's crushing pressure.
"This brat is dead for sure!"
The onlookers shook their heads, mockery surfacing in their eyes.
But in the next instant, the mocking expressions on their faces froze.
The iron hammer was mere inches from Yi Chen's chest, yet it never descended.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
The hunched old man's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
He tightened his grip fiercely around the iron hammer, yet he could not bring it down even a fraction.
"I told you, your strength can't do a thing to me!"
Yi Chen gave the hunched old man an indifferent look and spoke with a cold sneer.
"N-no... impossible! How could my strength be useless against you? This is impossible!"
The hunched old man's face was pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He simply could not believe that his strongest move had failed to have any effect on this brat.
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