At that moment, a figure burst through the sea of blood and had already thrown a punch toward him.
The surging blood waves violently tumbled with Lin Xing's punch as if layers of Gang Qi were blasting out, echoing his punch as if a world-destroying tsunami was sweeping over.
Yes, a tsunami.
At this moment, facing the opponent's punching force, Little Lin Xing felt as though he was facing a world-ending tsunami hundreds of meters high.
But what of it if it were a tsunami?
If the Martial Arts he had painfully trained in could not shatter even a mere tsunami, how could he be called the strongest? How could he be titled invincible?
Boom!
A force like a river reversing its flow blasted out with Xiao Lin's punch.
Gang Qi shattered the blood waves, and it was only natural that the tsunami was blasted away cleanly by the powerful physical bodies of both parties, ultimately crashing hard against each other.