Just by feeling the momentum of Kanter's fist, the likes of White Tiger were already terrified.
They feared that even a martial artist at the early stage of Golden Core might not be able to withstand such a punch.
However, facing Kanter's fierce fist, Bai Xiaofan remained motionless.
It was as if he had been frightened stiff!
"Slayer, have you lost your mind? I really don't know what despicable means you used to defeat that moron Shaquille!"
Seeing Bai Xiaofan standing still, Kanter couldn't help but mock him.
In his heart, Bai Xiaofan seemed already like a spent force.
Bai Xiaofan slowly shook his head and, when Kanter's fist was about to hit his left shoulder, he slightly sidestepped.
With this slight movement from Bai Xiaofan, Kanter's punch, which was guaranteed to hit, missed its mark.
Whoosh!
The crowd was in an uproar!
No one had expected Bai Xiaofan to dodge the punch in such a manner.
If it were them, they would definitely retreat as fast and as far as possible.