"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Cheng Zehao woke up from the shock he felt as he then sat on the ground with a thud. He had wet his pants while the dust from the impact made his face even dirtier. Along with the sweat caused by his fear of Chu Han, his face was now messier than ever.
Although the axe was not able to hit him, the psychological pain he felt was greater than actually getting hit by that axe as it simply fell near his feet without any warning. The axe was so heavy and it also carried an aura of coldness!
Ah! Yes!
"My feet! My toes!" Cheng Zehao screamed and lifted his feet to check. His throat was very chaotic while his eyes seemed to bulge out at any moment.
Chen Xianguo stepped forward but he then stopped. Chen Zehao`s shoes have cracked and the lines have been broken, but his toes were still fine.
The people there once again felt shock. It was a very accurate display of power!