Song Xiaodong let out a roar and his right fist fiercely struck out, directly meeting Su Zhentian's palm.
With his strength greatly increased, Song Xiaodong had yet to spar with a true expert, and at that moment, he was eager to test just how strong he was.
"Thump!"
Song Xiaodong's fist collided solidly with Su Zhentian's palm, emitting a sound like the clash of metal and drums.
Su Zhentian stood in his place, unmoving, while Song Xiaodong was jolted backward three steps. He couldn't help but feel shocked—Su Zhentian's strength was truly too powerful, and he was no match for him.
What was most important was that the force from Su Zhentian's palm was somewhat strange, carrying with it a vibrating power. When his fist struck Su Zhentian's palm, it was like smashing into a barrel of explosives, completely dispersing his Vigor.