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Punch against punch, this move stunned everyone on scene. Of course, punching against punch is not the main reason why they were stunned, the main reason was because Zhang Le and his gang were the attacks of spiritual power, while Ye Xuan was just a normal punch.2

An ordinary punch had the strength of a peak Grand Master of the Spiritual Movement Stage, but it was far inferior to the attacks of spiritual power.

This was like smashing an egg against a rock. No matter how hard an egg was, it was extremely weak in front of a rock. The two were on completely different levels. How could everyone not be stunned?

Crazy, she's really crazy. If she's not crazy, then she's absolutely stupid! This was what everyone was thinking, because in their minds, only madmen or idiots would be able to do such a stupid thing.

At this moment, everyone could already imagine Ye Xuan's imminent end. Some of the girls couldn't help but turn around and close their eyes.

"Hmph, you want to purely use your physical body to fight against my spiritual power? You're courting death." At this time, Zhang Le also secretly said that in his heart and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Just as Zhang Le's smile rose, the two of them finally met fist with each other. At the moment of collision, Ye Xuan's mouth slightly raised.

Seeing Ye Xuan's strange smile, Zhang Le was slightly stunned. Immediately after, the smile that had just risen on his face instantly disappeared and was replaced with a face full of fear.

He discovered that when his fist met Ye Xuan's fist, Ye Xuan's fist did not break the meridians like he imagined.

Not only that, instead, the spiritual power on his fist began to tremble like a piece of fragile glass, then it shattered bit by bit, and then …

"Bam!"

Along with an ear-splitting muffled sound, Ye Xuan's and Zhang Le's fists finally met. The moment they touched, a figure shot out like a cannonball.

The figure that was sent flying more than thirty meters back landed heavily on the ground with a loud bang. This was not the end of it.

Because of the great force he exerted, his figure slid back another ten meters before finally coming to a stop. Along the way, dust filled the air, and finally covered his figure.

Not long after, the dust dispersed, and a figure climbed up from the ground. However, just as he stood up, he spat out a mouthful of blood without any warning.

Then, perhaps due to some unknown reason, the figure fell to one knee on the ground. His left hand hugged his chest, and he hugged his right hand with a pained expression on his face.

Only then did the sharp-eyed man realize that the figure's right arm seemed to have suffered a great injury. It hung limply as if it had been cut off, while at the same time it was still trembling uncontrollably.

On the other side, a figure stood unmoving in the previous encirclement. He was still in the same position as when a fist was thrown out, then he slowly retracted his fist with a relaxed expression. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to be injured at all.

The figure casually rubbed his right fist with his left hand. Without even looking at his opponent, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I just let you experience what it means to be a trash for once."

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