Boom!
Tugel was sent flying back like a rubber ball.
What just transpired was happening again.
Tugel's strength surpassed the middle-aged man from earlier by a wide margin. However, what's the difference between a weak ant and a strong one when faced with human strength?
Michael's palm strike was so fast that nobody could see it clearly, hitting Tugel squarely on his chest.
"Boss!"
The members of the Fuze tribe were shocked and quickly caught Tugel, who was knocked back.
"Do you think, being an eight-stage Serpent Dragon realm cultivator, it's worth wasting my time?" Michael stated indifferently, "If I really wanted to harm you, by now, you would all be long gone."
The people of the Fuze tribe were both shocked and furious. The tribal members under them were looking up in surprise, and many had an expression of shock and fear written across their faces.
Suryati was astonished, her mouth wide open, large enough to fit two eggs at once.