"Bang!"
With Zhu Fei's palm heavily descending, Po Jun was struck as if by lightning.
The Dantian within his body suddenly shattered, and the True Qi stored within burst forth like fireworks, instantaneously spreading in all directions.
"Splurt!"
Simultaneously, Po Jun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion instantly turning as pale as paper, the whole person deflating like a punctured ball and collapsing limply.
"Mr... Mr. Bai..."
Suddenly witnessing Po Jun's tragic condition, Shui Xiong, who had been nervously watching everything, felt a buzzing in his mind, and his entire being was dumbstruck.
He truly hadn't expected that this guy named Zhu Fei would dare to destroy Po Jun's Dantian, turning him into a complete cripple who could no longer practice at all.
"Ah, you're Shui Xiong, right? Now it's about time for your turn."
Zhu Fei suddenly turned around, his eyes coldly sweeping towards Shui Xiong.
