His body wasn't considered to be muscular or awe-inspiring, yet it possessed power like a god of war. His Soul Power and fleshly body had perfectly unified, causing him to radiate with a soul-stirring charm.
What was strength?
What should be the goal of all soldiers?
Wang Zhong was currently answering that question.
Even the murderous god had opened his copper eyes wide. What did that tiny life form do?
In the next instant, Wang Zhong had already disappeared from his original location. Jumping high up in the sky, it only took him a flash to appear at Guste's eye level. From Guste's point of view, a fist, so small that he would basically ignore it, was rapidly growing in size before his eyes.
"It's useless! An attack like that is simply unable to break Guste's defence!"