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As Fang Xingjian was being suppressed and having his body restrained by the atmosphere, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. What seemed like snapping sounds resounded in the air, as if the air itself had snapped in two like some kind of steel product.

Seeing Fang Xingjian stopping in his tracks, David grinned and thought to himself, 'Hmph, no matter how fast your speed is, the atmosphere between space areas is ever existing. With my One Man Army, the aura impact dealt to your mind takes but an instant to attack. Are you able to dodge it?'

Thinking this, David clenched his palms fiercely, and explosive sounds rang out. The atmospheric pressure on Fang Xingjian felt even heavier, and he felt as if each inch of his skin was being pushed down on by a mountain.

David coldly said, "Fang Xingjian, if you surrender now, I'll let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being vicious."

Hearing that, Fang Xingjian lifted his head to look at David, revealing a disdainful smile.