Richard's voice startled Yue Feng, sending a rush of True Qi surging through his body and his blood boiling over. In that critical moment, he instinctively employed the Taiyue Fist Technique, the sect martial arts of the Taiyue Sect.
Even Yue Feng himself couldn't believe what he had done.
But temporary bursts of power were useless in the face of absolute strength.
Richard did not defend, not even bothering to use magic power. With a thud, Richard remained unmoved, while Yue Feng staggered back three steps, the bones in his right fist completely shattered.
"My patience is limited. If you don't make a decision in three seconds, then I'll make it for you."
Hearing Richard's icy words, Yue Feng felt a chill in his heart.
