It was impossible for him to defeat him, but he had to find out the huge gap between him and himself!
Standing up straight, Zuo Qiang slowly took off his thin coat, only wearing a thin pair of trousers on his body.
Zuo Qiang's shoulders were shaking, and his bones were rubbing against each other. His iron fists slowly became stiff into claws, and his body slowly curled up, with his body lying down. In the silence, his whole momentum was greatly increased as compared to before, and the scattered Wasteland unexpectedly formed a blank area around him.
A roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and the ground seemed to shake. Once again Zuo Qiang, who was full of fighting intent, stood up and rolled in the air. He made sharp and poisonous claw shadows all over the sky and rushed to Zhan
