However, after Apollo was injured, his internal organs were still far from healed.
His entire body was gathering Gang Qi, which needed a bit of time.
This short two or three seconds of Qi gathering time almost resulted in an explosion within Apollo's chest.
He felt like a multimillionaire who was being mocked by a beggar asking for change on the street because he didn't carry cash.
This feeling, needless to say, was overwhelmingly frustrating.
Finally, Apollo steeled his heart and ignored Yang Fei's incoming punches, throwing caution to the wind.
Essence Qi throughout his body rapidly converged, producing white smoke above his head.
A golden Gang Qi Cyclone the size of a bowl gradually formed in the palm of his hand.
Bang!
Yang Fei's fist landed on Apollo's cheek.
Apollo's substantial defensive Gang Qi dissipated most of the force of the blow.
But he still lost a tooth to that heavy punch.
