Su Changfeng joined his hands, turning them into palms, to protect his chest, feeling a massive force crash into him, which pushed him directly to the edge of the platform.
In the stands, Zhu Lie and Feng Bin stood up together. Although they weren't the ones who took the hit, they could feel Dao Jiu's terrifying power.
"Damn, how is Dao Jiu so freakishly strong?" Zhu Lie remarked.
"No, the freak is Brother Changfeng. Even after taking that hit, he didn't retreat. Brother Changfeng's way, he can't divert the force. It's like taking Dao Jiu's punch directly." Feng Bin replied.
"If the situation goes south, we must step in. Even if it causes issues with Wang Lei, we can't let Su Changfeng be in danger." Zhu Lie couldn't watch Su Changfeng get hurt. In his eyes, Su Changfeng couldn't possibly defeat Dao Jiu.
"Let's wait a bit longer; Brother Changfeng knows how to handle this."