Chen Xiang furrowed his brow slightly; he always felt that something was off about the man before him, whether he spoke or acted, everything seemed a bit topsy-turvy, not quite normal. However, the strength transmitted from his wrist was not small at all, so Chen Xiang had to exert all his strength to suppress it.
At an impasse, Chen Xiang forcefully shook him off, causing the burly man to be involuntarily thrown into the air, and he took this excellent opportunity to rush the burly man, swinging Iron Fist.
Unexpectedly, the burly man, who had already lost his balance in the air, agilely twisted his body, dodging the lethal Iron Fist. Feeling the breeze of the punch brushing past, the sound of the fist hitting the air rang beside his ear.
The burly man's facial expression changed instantly; he was a tricky fellow, he concluded in a flash.
The two squared off again, and Chen Xiang revealed a slight smile, saying, "My name is Chen Xiang, and you are Sun Shier?"
