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Accompanied by a startling "thud," half of the tattooed bald man's head who attacked Cen Dongsheng slammed into the wall in front of him. Spiderweb-like cracks spread upward, and the man's entire body was covered in fallen glass shards, motionless.
"Wow."
Seeing this exaggerated scene, Cen Dongsheng couldn't help but express his amazement.
From his perspective—it really was just a light tap on the guy's back of the head.
Cen Dongsheng had just stepped into the realm of a Class A Curse Forbidden Master. His True Qi was mighty, his strength surged, and he had not yet fully adapted to this superhuman body.
In front of him, no matter how solid human constructions or modern buildings seemed, they all turned into shoddy projects, breaking like fragile glass products with the slightest exertion.