In an instant, Slokyv's fist landed on Zhu Bufan's chest. A 'clang' sound immediately resounded. It wasn't the sound of bones breaking, but rather the noise of some metal being shattered.
At that moment, Zhu Bufan reached for his pant leg and swiftly pulled out a fruit knife.
With a 'swish', the sound was heard.
Zhu Bufan's hand wielding the fruit knife beautifully grazed Slokyv's neck.
"You..." Slokyv's eyes showed fear as he clutched his neck with his hands, mumbling indistinctly.
As Slokyv fell straight to the ground in front of him, Zhu Bufan let out a long breath.
To be honest, this Slokyv was quite formidable, even more so than those exiled criminals on the Ice Volcano.
Therefore, this fight was quite a struggle for Zhu Bufan.
Even though earlier he used his Spiritual Power to form a shield over his chest,
still, Slokyv's punch left Zhu Bufan's chest feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.
