When Vincent saw the middle-aged man appear behind Michael and kick the back of Michael's head, he immediately smiled, as if he had seen the scene of Michael screaming and falling to the ground.
Boom!
The middle-aged man kicked the back of Michael's head.
It was his own scream. He flew backward and fell to the ground.
He covered his right foot and rolled on the ground. It was so painful that the blood vessels on his face bulged. He only felt that the bones of his right foot had been broken.
Seeing this scene, Vincent was scared out of his wits.
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
Vincent looked at Michael in horror. "Is this guy still a human being? Is the back of his head as hard as steel?"
The middle-aged man was shocked and angry. "This is a means of applying the Innate Righteous Qi to the surface of the body to defend! You... you are an Innate expert?"
"An Innate expert?"