Snow's unstoppable fist hit Wei Zhongtian's body hard.
In an instant, a shocking explosion suddenly sounded, and the sound waves rolled like a violent hurricane sweeping around.
At the same time, flames shot up into the sky, and the raging flames were like a ferocious glutton with bared fangs and claws and a bloody mouth, completely swallowing Wei Zhongtian in the blink of an eye.
However, at this thrilling moment, not only did Snowf's face not show a trace of joy, but his complexion suddenly changed and instantly became as pale as paper.
Then, he retreated at high speed without hesitation, his feet sliding rapidly on the ground, leaving behind two long traces caused by the intense friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground.
After he gained his footing, Snow's right hand began to tremble slightly involuntarily.
Obviously, the recoil force of the previous blow caused extremely serious damage to his pain nerves.
The punch he had just thrown with all his strength felt like it had hit an indestructible steel wall. Not only did it fail to cause any harm to the opponent, but it also caused an unimaginably strong reaction force to injure his arm.
Not only that, most of the force was bounced back!
This extremely powerful action force and the equally astonishing reaction force superimposed and intertwined with each other, forming a devastating torrent of energy.
The first to bear the brunt of this violent force was Snow's right fist, which he swung with all his strength.
If it weren't for Snowf's extraordinary physique, the huge force that rebounded from the punch just now would have been enough to completely cripple his entire right arm.
Just one round and the winner is decided!
Who is this person?
How could he possess such terrifying strength?
At this moment, the aftermath of the explosion was like a ferocious, roaring fire dragon, tightly surrounding Wei Zhongtian and wreaking havoc for more than ten seconds.
When the dazzling flames gradually dissipated, Wei Zhongtian appeared in front of Snow, and he was completely unharmed!
His entire body was intact, not even the clothes he was wearing had a single burnt mark on them.
What is even more surprising is that one can vaguely see a layer of gas with a faint metallic glow slowly flowing on Wei Zhongtian's body.
This layer of gas was like an indestructible general's armor, firmly guarding his body and emitting an indestructible and powerful aura.
"Alien golden true qi?" Snow couldn't help but frown, an unprecedented solemn expression on his face.
He thought he had thought highly enough of the person in front of him, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the other party's strength.
The opponent hasn't made a move yet, but just stood there and let him hit him. He couldn't hurt the opponent at all. You can imagine how terrifying the opponent's strength is.
Could it be that the man in front of me is at the level of a grandmaster?
If so, then what's the point of fighting?
Snow had already begun to think of retreating.
After all, the main purpose of his coming here to carry out this mission was simply to disrupt the normal order of China and cause social unrest, not to die in vain.
At this moment, facing such a terrifying and unfathomable powerful opponent, even if you choose to retreat immediately, it doesn't seem to be a shameful thing.
Having made up his mind, Snow immediately prepared to run towards the back door of the hotel.
However, just as he turned around and was about to escape, an unexpected scene happened.
Suddenly, a tall and burly figure appeared in front of him.
Then, a playful and slightly sarcastic remark reached Snow's ears: "Are you in such a hurry to leave? Don't you want to play a little longer?
Snow was horrified, but he reacted quickly enough and immediately stepped back, putting some distance between himself and Wei Zhongtian again.
But just as he stopped, a rough voice came from behind him: "You don't think... you can get away with beating up my people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Snow felt a chill climbing up his spine rapidly and spread throughout his body in an instant.
A bean-sized bead of sweat slid uncontrollably from his forehead, sliding across the flame tattoo.
An unprecedented fear surged like a tide, instantly submerging Snowf completely. He felt as if his soul was about to die, as if he would fall into an abyss from which there was no escape in the next second.
On the rooftop of the towering building opposite the Hilton Hotel, three figures were standing quietly.
One of them was a young man with Asian features, and there was always a faint smile on his face.
The other person was wearing a hideous and terrifying demon mask, which made it difficult to see his true appearance. One could only feel a gloomy aura coming towards him.
The last person was a charming woman wearing a gorgeous kimono. On her slender waist were two uniquely shaped Japanese long swords, one red and one black.
The young man stared at the entrance of the Hidden Hotel below, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He said softly, "Are we sure we don't want to help Snow? He's no match for the Chinese God of War. He'll die."
Hearing this, the seductive woman couldn't help but gently cover her cherry-like lips with her hands and chuckled: "Hehe, who can I blame for this? It's his fault for wanting to show off so much!"
"Our mission was clearly just to cause trouble and sabotage, but he was so reckless as to provoke the War God Guards. Now he's run into the tough guy, the Chinese War God. Even if he loses his life, it's his own fault."
After saying that, she didn't forget to give a coquettish look at the distance.
The young man smiled and agreed, "That's true. Even if we all attack together, we won't stand a good chance against the Chinese God of War. Except for that Tyrant, of course."
The young man suddenly seemed to have thought of something and spoke again, "Speaking of the Tyrant, he should be off on his next mission now, right? Shouldn't we set off too? China is pretty big, after all."
The coquettish woman beside him heard this and nodded coquettishly in agreement.
Her charming eyes turned to the silent man wearing the devil mask. A charming smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly, "Vikita-kun, you know China best among us. So, we'll have to trouble you to lead the way this time."
However, in the face of the foxy woman's request, the devil-masked man called Wikita was as unresponsive as an iceberg. He just stood there quietly without saying a word.
But after just a moment, he nodded slightly to show his agreement.
Then, he turned around without hesitation and walked straight forward with big strides.
Seeing this scene, the young man and the coquettish woman quickly exchanged glances, and each caught a glimpse of an unconcealable smile in the other's eyes, as well as the murderous coldness hidden in them.
Then the two of them quickly followed the pace of the man in the evil ghost mask, and their figures gradually disappeared in the distance.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
