Indeed, Shi Xing was sent flying, landing on the ground as he spat out a cloud of blood mist, appearing extremely disheveled.
From this, it was clear that Ye Feng's punch was extraordinarily powerful, almost more domineering than Shi Xing's Power of the Five Elements.
At that moment, Ye Feng felt an exhilarating pleasure. He felt as if he had been oppressed for a long time, and at this moment, he had finally avenged a great wrong, slaying his enemy by his own hand.
"You actually dare to injure me, very good, very good," Shi Xing, lying on the ground, struggled to his feet and pointed at Ye Feng with a look of unwillingness on his face.
It was as if, in Shi Xing's eyes, Ye Feng injuring him was an unforgivable and outrageous act. And from the tone of his voice, it seemed he still intended to do something to Ye Feng.
But, he didn't seem to realize his current state, nor the state that Ye Feng was in.
