The Fighting God Fist

Whoosh!

Xiao Luo came up to Louis in an instant. The shadows he had left where he had passed shocked the elders of the Sucking Blood Clan so much that they gasped spontaneously, exclaiming to themselves how fast he was.

"Do you remember what I said yesterday?" Lowering his head, Xiao Luo squinted at Louis.

The sharp pain was unbearable for Louis. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. However, clenching his teeth, he answered, "Sorry. I forgot!"

Then he whirled up into the air to distance himself from Xiao Luo instantly. He flew up 30-odd feet and then locked onto Xiao Luo on the ground precisely. He threw his palm over at the latter fiercely.

His black True Inner Force was vast and ferocious. The dreadful palm force turned into a giant bat, giving off one after another wave of pressure. He charged down at Xiao Luo from the air with a destructive power that could destroy dry weeds and rotten wood easily.