It was as if two iron fists had slammed into each other.
"Clang!" A loud bang burst out as the two fists collided.
The powerful and horrible energy Qi instantly spread out in all directions from the place where their fists collided.
In the pitch-black world flickered a dazzling energy light. And then it faded away.
Fang Qiu and the fat middle-aged man's fists were still facing each other. Neither of them intended to back down.
Wearing the face mask and the gauze mask, Fang Qiu looked calm without any panic or tension. The Half-step Guru in front of him was indeed strong, but he was not strong enough to make Fang Qiu afraid.
After all, even Lin Rusheng, who had been a Guru, had been defeated by Fang Qiu. How could this Half-step Guru beat him?
After the battle with Lin Rusheng, Fang
