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"Boy, stop being reckless!"
A Cross-training Mastery Martial Artist, raising his hand into a fist, with a whistling wind, hammered towards Li Chen's face.
"Overestimating oneself!"
Li Chen did not dodge or evade, and countered with a palm strike.
Immediately, a crisp "crack" sound of breaking bones suddenly erupted.
The body of the Cross-training Master, tough as iron, immediately softened like mud and fell straight down to the ground with a "thump".
The other onlookers, struck with horror, felt their morale extinguished by the sight of the Cross-training Master's blood.
The hefty rewards from the Qin Family and the pills from Medical Saint Sect were indeed very tempting, but one had to be alive to enjoy them.
Zhang Tianxu, seeing the morale sinking, worried about lacking cannon fodder to deplete Li Chen's combat strength, quickly rallied them again.
"Even if Li Chen is formidable, he is but one person. We have so many people, why should we fear him?"