The Disparity In Strength

The corner of President Bai's mouth twitched in bafflement. This youngster clearly hadn't used his true strength when their palms met just now. Although President Bai had spewed blood under that palm just now, he recovered in almost an instant without even an internal injury left behind. He had an extremely resilient physique to begin with, and wasn't afraid of being injured at all.

But he stared at this scene in front of him in disbelief. Of all the techniques he had mastered, his Detachment of the Primitive World Palm was ranked third… he couldn't believe that this technique which contained a massive space-destroying force actually hadn't injured this youngster at all.

How could his palm technique fail? No way… this person was just trying to be brave!

At that moment, countless thoughts crowded President Bai's mind, and he didn't even have time to think about the meaning of what the youngster had said.