"Is this really true?"
"Your father never speaks falsely," Gu Qingfeng said as he slowly stepped into the center of the courtyard, looking at Gu Yang with a faint voice.
"Go ahead, you have only three chances to strike!"
"Alright, then I'll have to offend you, Father—"
Gu Yang also wanted to test how much his strength had progressed after breaking through to the Blood Refining Realm, especially compared to Gu Qingfeng.
Seeing Gu Qingfeng standing still, Gu Yang took a deep breath, marshaled all his Qi Blood strength, which seemed to create a mist of blood, already showing the embryonic form of Qi Blood Smoke.
"Father, be careful!"
As soon as these words fell,
Gu Yang stepped out, his muscles and bones twisting together, he threw a punch that crashed out like a landslide, its fierce power eliciting a slight nod from Gu Qingfeng.
It had to be said—
Although Gu Yang hadn't practiced Gu Family Boxing for very long, he had grasped the essence of the martial art.
This punch.